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