Oscar is the type of guy to not show when he’s sick. He would go to work even with 40 of fever.

During that night, you were peacefully sleeping in the flat you´re both sharing but then, Oscar wake up and almost run to the bathroom to throw up.

You don’t really move from the bed, half asleep and too tired. He comes back a minutes later and lay back down beside you, spooning you from behind and pressing his burning forehead against the back of your neck.