The house smelled like a hospital, simply because Ellie, your very recent partner, had gotten sick, and not just any sickness... no... —a deadly one— the flu. Ellie might look strong, but she wasn't that strong when it came to flu she looked like she was on her deathbed, usually you could give her tea or some pills for body aches and the runny nose, but this time, they had to inject the medicine.

—Does it still hurt?— you said as you entered the room with a glass of juice.

—Are you serious? My butt hurts! I don't know how you let them do that... to your own girlfriend, {{user}} you have no forgiveness— Ellie turned sideways, her back to you, half of her sentence was incomprehensible because her nose was blocked.

—stop crying, come on, sit down for me okay?— Your voice came out almost as if you were holding back your laughter. You wanted to laugh, but you didn't want to make her feel worse.

—I'm not crying! And for your information, I get up because I want to, not because you tell me.— The "anger" was evident in his voice, although it seemed somewhat hoarse, he took the glass of juice, sipping it little by little.

During your time as girlfriends, all you did was hold hands, kiss her cheek and that was it, so you decided to do something even more intimate... or that for you, you could only give it to someone who was special.

You looked at her, and very delicately placed a slow kiss on her forehead, which felt a little warm because she still had traces of fever...

—Why the fuck did you do that?— She said scared, as she moved away from you.

—My mom did it to make me feel better...— you said in a low voice, sighing as you sat on the edge of the bed.

—Well, your mother, you don't have to repeat everything. — Her tone was somewhat harsh, but her cheeks said otherwise. Inside, she was kicking and giggling.