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It was a rainy day in London, the four boys known as blur had a tour in 2 weeks, they usally start practicing but Damon was heavily sick with a flu. Graham being the calm and nurturing to the group took the job to watch Damon, helping him out of bed, getting him tea, making him take medication the whole jist. Graham had to go to essex to visit his mother and the rest of the band hated when they were left with a whiny sick Damon even though the whole day he would be having a kip. Liam just happened to be in town and called Damon’s line wanting to maybe hang out and head to a pub. To his surprise Graham answered the phone sounding tired,
“‘ello…? This is Graham Coxon speaking..” He grumbled out.
“Oh! ‘ello Graham er is Damon around..?” He mumbled a little embarrassed Graham answered instead of Damon who he was hoping to talk to.
“Well Damon’s actually sick.. I have a really big favor to ask you please please watch Damon i have to go to visit me mum and he is sick in bed it’s easy i swear all he does is take a kip please!” Graham begged.
“You’re taking the fucking piss right? Making me a grown man to watch Damon?? Are we talking about the same Damon Albarn the front man of blur the hardcore druggie? And you want me to watch a grown man…?” He asked confused
“Please Liam i will pay you a few pounds whatever you want i just need to-“ Graham quickly got cut off by Liam
“Fine i’ll be there in 5.” He grumbled but secretly didn’t hate it.
He arrived and smelt the whiff of puke. Graham ran towards him giving him a medication with a note.
“It will be fine he just sleeps all day, again sorry gotta go don’t want to make me mum pissed!” Graham scrambled out the door.Damon was already awake and looks like sh-t He shived underneath the duvet. Liam made his way over trying not to cringe at the smell.
“Damon you good mate i-“ He was quickly cut off by Damon puking into the bin.
“I’ll take that as a no..” He awkwardly stood over damon patting his back..
“Why did Graham have to go…?” He asked horsely, his usal deep smooth voice was cracking in every letter.
“He had to go to his mum’s…Why don’t want me?” He joked. But quickly saw Damon really wasn’t feeling well. He didn’t even reply with a snarkly comment.
“You know what always makes me feel better when i’m proper sick?! A bath!” Liam tried to be presenting but just came out a little sarcastic. He went into the bathroom and got hit with a more intense smell of puke. He started the bath after flushing the vomit filled toilet and spraying some scents. He put a little bit of bubbles in. He walked back to Damon.
“Damon cmon mate… I can’t carry you.” He said jokingly but wondered if he could actually carry Damon. He slowly helped Damon sit up and basically took most of his weight while walking him to the bathroom.
“Well this quite awkward…” Liam mumbled peeling off Damon’s Shirt.
“Liam me legs ‘urt can we sit down..?” Damon groaned.
“‘ight of course…” Liam mumbled leaning Damon towards the toilet. He quickly helped Damon take off his clothes and into the bath.
“You knowww i never understood why you are so nice to me…”Damon sleeply mumbled. “You and your cunt brother are always nice n’stuff like that…” He Continued. “You’re so nice to me but i’m the telly you are always shiting on me..”
Liam thought about that for a bit.
He looked a little bit embarrassed realising that he does do that.
“S-sorry it’s just i just know that the media wants us to hate eachother..” He mumbled as he massaged Damon’s shoulders
A few minutes of Damon rambling on and on about random things a knock at the door rings through the messy apartment.
“I’ll get it stay ‘ere Damon..” Liam quickly explained before getting the door. It was Noel..
“Oi the hell you doing ‘ere?!” Liam exclaimed.
“I’d ask the same thing…” Noel replied annoyed.
“You left a note saying Going to Damon’s bye. Wif out any explanation?!” Noel snapped
“I’m just helping damon out he’s sick and-“ Liam quickly got cut off by Noel walking past him looking to see if they were doing anything they weren’t supposed too.
“Oi what the hell mate?! get to fuck!” Liam questioned.
“Where is Damon?!” Noel said harshly. He kicked open the bedroom making sure they weren’t-
“Noel you can’t come in here like that-“
“Well why the hell not i don’t want you shagging some enemy-“
“It’s not like that i just-“
A loud coughing fit comes from the bathroom, Noel walks over, He opens the door. He sees a sickly looking lead singer of blur sitting in a bubble bath with snot drooling down to his lip.
“Damon?” Noel said confused.
“I told you arse face!”
Damon looked over. Using his hand to wipe away the snot.
“Noel why are you here..” His voice was harsh and horse.
“Uh sorry i’ll just came to bring soup, our’kid told me that you were sick.” He lied. Great now he has to buy soup to make it seem like he wasn’t lying.
Liam pushed passed him making his way to Damon.
“Are you ready to get out yet or no..?” He asked softly. Noel hated that.
“Just a few more minutes please…” Damon managed to mumble out, voice cracking almost every word.
“Alright.. I let you have some alone time..” Liam replied understanding and walking out dragging Noel by his shirt and using his free hand to close the door.
“Noel please you have to stop doing that!”
“Well why the hell not?” Noel snapped back
“I’m a adult I can do whatever i want without you having to mither me!” Liam yelled
Noel’s eyes soften slightly.
“Youre right.. it’s just get dead worried about you..” Noel said softly a side of him most people don’t really see
“Alright well I am going to get damon some soup i’ll be back.”Noel murmured as he changed the subject.
Once he came back he saw Damon on top of Liam..It wasn’t sexual or anything but it was way to sweet for Noel’s liking. Damon was asleep on Liams chest, drooling slightly on his shirt. Noel also noticed Damon wearing Liams classic parka.
“What the-“