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