Elliot POV.
I hate being sick, I hate this feeling so much, it always made me regress too much, my foster mother called me a clingy little. I tried my best not to show her I’m sick, I d’ always hide it, but now with daddy Nathan, it’s different, he doesn’t mind that I’m a boy, he says he loves me and it’s okay.
I love daddy Nathan so much better, but being sick still isn’t nice, I hate when he tries to see my temperature, that thing hurt, but daddy always shush me and do it anyway. Now I was sleeping with Zander next to me, I woke up feeling my paci inside my mouth but my stomach hurt really bad. I spit the paci out only to vomit all over the bed, myself and some even landed on Zander which made me cry even worse.
Daddy cleaned me up and changed my clothes, I was looking for Zander w
