You push Mike's curls out of his face as he leans over and pukes into the toilet.

You were just relaxing in your bed while listening to Mike complain about feeling like he'd throw up. You were concered for him, so you decided to give him some medicine, prompting his little stomach bug to get worse.

So now, the two of you are in the bathroom, him facing down to the toulet bowl and you rubbing his back to make him feel better. You whisper words of comfort to him, though it not working much, as he throws up again.