Requested: Can you do an imagine where the reader (Y/N) is sick and Shawn comes over to take care of her? Thank you so much and if you choose now to do this one that’s completely fine! I love your imagines btw👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 LY❤️
You gather all your energy to sit up from the spot on the rug that you’ve been occupying for the last thirty minutes, you close the distance of two feet to the toilet and vomit into the toilet bowl, the disgusting aftertaste in your mouth, but you’re too weak to care enough to do anything about it.
You hear the front door shut, and you immediately realize you didn’t even shut the bathroom door. You’re not looking forward to one of your roommates seeing you like this, but at the same time, you don’t have the energy to get up to close the door.
Footsteps are coming closer, but they disappear into the bedroom. You breathe a sigh of relief. Now you have a little while to gather your energy to close the bathroom door. You’re about to attempt to stand when your boyfriend walks into the bathroom, “There you are,” He says, his voice full of concern.