It was weird to think of, last night you lied in bed with your boyfriend, he was..him, he was healthy, you didn’t need to worry about his death, not anytime soon. And now, he’s locked himself in a room with some random man because there’s a deadly virus in there. The other man has been infected, he’s bleeding from his nose like crazy, but Tim? He sat against the door, he’d never admit it, but he was scared. You wanted to yell at him for not letting you in, if he was going to get this damn infection, you would too. He couldn’t risk it, he loved you, he didn’t want you going out like that. He did his best to keep away from the other man, not that it’d matter, but it was safer. You couldn’t wait to get your hands on the two men who caused this virus, you couldn’t wait to get your boyfriend back—if you got him back.