“I can’t stop throwing up long enough to get back in bed. I’ve tried, the second I get there I need to throw up again.” He says as he leans up against the wall behind him in defeat.
“Justin?” You call out as you open the front door and step in to Justin’s house. “Babe?” You call out one more time in an attempt to locate your boyfriend in the large house.
As you start to make your way up the stairs you hear coughing and gagging coming from Justin’s bathroom.
Entering his room you place your grocery bag and purse on the floor and make your way in to the bathroom. Once you enter the bathroom you find a pitiful looking Justin sitting in front of the toilet as he empties the content from his stomach into the bowl.
Justin looks up at you for a small moment giving you a week smile before closing his eyes and continuing to get sick.
You slowly make your way to Justin and sit down next to him, rubbing his back in reassurance.
“I feel horrible” Justin finally whimpers.
“Do you want me to help you get back into your bed” You offer.
Justin shakes his head. “I can’t stop throwing up long enough to get back in bed. I’ve tried, the second I get there I need to throw up again.” He says as he leans up against the wall behind him in defeat.
Gagging Justin attempts to sit up closing his eyes. You quickly grab the garbage can from next to the toilet and encourage him to sit back and use that instead.
Slowly you get up from off the floor.
“Y/N” Justin calls out with his eyes still closed after feeling you get up.
“Don’t worry Justin I’ll be right back I’m just going to look for something to make you feel better.” You reassure him.
As you walk back into Justin’s room you take out the Gatorade you bought him and return to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom you take a face cloth out from the linen closet and wet it with cold water. Before sitting back down next to Justin you take the box of tissues of the back of the toilet and flush the toilet, seeing as it hadn’t been done before.
As you place the cold cloth on the back of Justin’s neck he shivers and reaches up in an attempt to remove it. You quickly stop him.
“It will help get rid of your fever and make you feel better.” You explain.
You give Justin a tissue to blow his nose and wipe off his face. After he is done you encourage him to have some Gatorade. Justin shakes his head.
“If you don’t drink this you’ll get dehydrated and I will need to take you to the hospital.” You say sternly.
Justin leans his head on you setting the trash can down next to him as he sips the drink slowly.
After a couple minutes you manage to successfully get him back to bed.
I’m considering making a part two of this, opinions?