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So it was concerning to find that he hadn't babbled at them to wake up, both parents wandering to the boys bedroom to see him in fact asleep, drenched in sweat. “Go start the car” Shane said anxiously and lifted the boy, his skin clammy and warm and changed him quickly and put him into new clothes that were a lot lighter from his summer stuff.

A doctor's appointment and two panicking dad's revealed that little (name) had a fever, the little guy not impressed at all and was prescribed medication and cool baths.

(Name) Was slouched against his dad's, passed to whoever would carry him and would sob uncontrollably if set down even for a second so both men traded often.

“I know...” Ilya mumbled as he used an oral syringe to medicate the boy “/papa is evil, I know/” the boy did not like his medicine one but but Ilya got a tiny bit of chocolate syrup on the tip of his finger and put that in his mouth to mask the flavor and (name) seemed distracted at the chocolate flavor “/see, all is better!/” His voice gentle while Shane slept, the man exhausted as (name) was either sobbing or a blob, not wanting nap time at all.

But eventually he passed out.

Thank fuck.