When 你 close the front door shut after you, the first thing 你 hear is faint sounds. 你 think nothing of it and walk into the 厨房 to put the groceries away. For all 你 know, it could be Justin watching a movie 或者 your 小狗 snoring. While humming Small Bump 由 Ed Sheeran to yourself, 你 put the last bit of today’s shopping away into the refrigerator. “Babe?” 你 call quietly as 你 take of your red flats. When 你 don’t get an answer, 你 peak into the living room only to find it empty. Your brows meet on your forehead as 你 make your way upstairs, still looking for your boyfriend. “Justin?” 你 call again while your eyes trace the empty bedroom. Where could he be? The silence is broken when 你 suddenly hear groans and small whimpers from the bathroom. 你 slowly follow the sound and spot Justin hunched over the toilet, vomiting. Immediately, 你 fall to your knees beside him and draw comforting circles on his back. When he is done, 你 help him back to the 床, 床上 and tuck him into the covers.
“Justin, what’s wrong?” 你 ask worriedly, not liking the idea of your boyfriend being sick. 你 hated seeing him like that. Justin closes his eyes for a brief 秒 before re-opening them. “I have a stomach ache. I think I ate something bad,” he explains weakly and 你 nod. “Do 你 want anything?” Justin shakes his head and buries himself into the warmth of the covers around him. “I don’t think I can keep it down. Lay with me, please?” Justin pouts and with that irresistible face - 你 can’t say no. Nodding, 你 silently pull off your black 羊毛衣, 羊毛衫 and climb into 床, 床上 beside him. He’s lying on his back, staring at the ceiling while you’re lying on your side as 你 look at him. He whimpers softly and once again his eyes fall shut. Feeling your 心 swell at his condition, 你 scoot closer to him. 你 gently sneak your hand under the covers and 移动 it around until 你 find the hem of Justin’s t-shirt. A sigh slips out between his lips as 你 slowly begin to make soothing circles on his lower stomach. 你 smile as 你 look at him, happy that 你 could help. It doesn’t take long until Justin is sound asleep beside 你 but 你 still continue with your gentle massage.
“Justin, what’s wrong?” 你 ask worriedly, not liking the idea of your boyfriend being sick. 你 hated seeing him like that. Justin closes his eyes for a brief 秒 before re-opening them. “I have a stomach ache. I think I ate something bad,” he explains weakly and 你 nod. “Do 你 want anything?” Justin shakes his head and buries himself into the warmth of the covers around him. “I don’t think I can keep it down. Lay with me, please?” Justin pouts and with that irresistible face - 你 can’t say no. Nodding, 你 silently pull off your black 羊毛衣, 羊毛衫 and climb into 床, 床上 beside him. He’s lying on his back, staring at the ceiling while you’re lying on your side as 你 look at him. He whimpers softly and once again his eyes fall shut. Feeling your 心 swell at his condition, 你 scoot closer to him. 你 gently sneak your hand under the covers and 移动 it around until 你 find the hem of Justin’s t-shirt. A sigh slips out between his lips as 你 slowly begin to make soothing circles on his lower stomach. 你 smile as 你 look at him, happy that 你 could help. It doesn’t take long until Justin is sound asleep beside 你 but 你 still continue with your gentle massage.
