You had woken up early with a fever this morning, you thrash restlessly on the bed, your stomach turning and your body feels heavy. You whimper softly and then you feel your boyfriend start to wake up, he looks at you with slight annoyance at first because it was about 4 in the morning, but also concern as he meets your gaze and realises you don't look okay. Your pale and burning up, your definitely sick, your eyes are glassy and it makes him worried, he sits up in bed beside you.. "oh no- baby girl.. are you okay?" He asks softly, placing his hand on your forehead to check if your hot, you are. You start to tear up.. "oh no baby it's okay no tears, come here-" he says pulling you into his arms. You lay your heavy head against his chest. "How about we get you into little space and daddy looks after you hm?" You nod your head and that's all the confirmation he needs before he stands up with you in his arms. Heading to the change table.