Can you do a fic where Nico is sick but he's alone at home with Carter since Will's at work, so Carter's worrying and Nico doesn't know what do and when Will eventually comes home it's like that one gif where the guy comes home to a destroyed house?
Carter is about 12 in this
Carter frowned down at the thermometer. “101 degrees.” Nico dizzily watched him shake it out, trying to follow it but the motion making him too nauseas and instead inspecting the scowl on his son’s face. “Maybe we should call dad…” Carter was chewing his lip, a bad habit he had picked up from Nico.
“Be okay with some sleep, Champ.” Nico mumbled through his pounding headache. Carter glanced at him worriedly and Nico let his eyes slip shut, if only so he didn’t have to see the emotion that didn’t belong on his son’s usually care-free face. “Just a bug.” Nico wasn’t entirely sure if he said it out loud or not, but he felt Carter’s presence move away. He shivered and tried to sleep, but the chills running through him coupled with the fever and nausea kept sleep out of his grasp.
Distantly, he felt more blankets being piled on him and heard the rattling sounds of pill bottles as Carter tried to lull him back to full consciousness. “C’mon, Pops. These said they’d reduce fevers, and these pink pills said they’d help with nausea and they’re prescribed to you. Try taking some of these.” Nico knew he should actively do something to try and help himself, so he held out his hand for Carter to put the pills in. “Uh, I’m not really sure how many you should take. The prescription says two but the other bottle doesn’t say so… I’m gonna go with two.” He dropped the pills in Nico’s palm and Nico somehow managed to swallow them without choking or throwing up. He counted that as a win as he slowly fell asleep.
Will came home to Carter running around the house. All the blankets where gone and the medicine cabinet by the sink was almost completely emptied of its contents. Curious, Will wandered into his bed room to find a mountain of blankets on the bed. The night stand had all the missing pill containers on it and an assortment of water bottles with different colored liquids occupied the dresser. There was also a suspicious looking bucket on the floor next to Nico’s side of the bed. Carter ran into the room under Will’s arm, carrying his whale and scurrying up onto the bed.
“Carter? Care to tell me what’s going on?” Will walked over to the bed and noticed that the blanket mountain was moving.
Carter looked up at Will with big eyes. “Dad! Pops is really sick and I didn’t know what to do, and I might have given him too many pills and he’s throwing up so much and I-”
“Hey, hey, slow down.” Carter was panting and looked panicked as Will pulled back a few blankets to find a very sick looking Nico under them.
“I didn’t know what to do, I’m sorry, Dad.”
Will sighed and began to pull the blankets off Nico. “That’s okay, you tried your best, buddy.” Nico groaned and leaned over the side of the bed, floundering for the bucket. Will held it up and Nico threw up in it. Will sighed again. It was going to be a long night.
Poor baby just wants to help