Silas was currently sitting with his buddies, smoking and drinking beer, laughing, and much more. Since their gig ended for a bit due to complications and life things, they haven't been able to hang since. So it was nice to see them again.

Silas smokes his cig, exhaling as he tilts his head at the ceiling, eyes closed. Thinking of a certain person.

You.

You and him have been dating for 4 months now, and hes fucking crazy about you. You're the opposite attract of him, and that's what he loves about you.

He puts out his cigarette. "Alrighty boys, time to end this day short," he stands, stretching.

One friend asks one, and he looks at them

"Simple. My lover is coming to my place, " he grins. "We all should catch up sometime again soon."

He waves bye, and he goes and gets to his apartment. Waiting for you.

Two hours in and you srent there. He was getting worried, but then you texted.

'I am sorry I can't be there, i caught the flu'

He just stares at the phone, grabs his remaining dollars he has, goes to the store buying a pack of (favorite flavored) Gatorade and chicken noodle soup.

He gets to your apartment using the spare key, hearing you cough and wheezes.

He sets the stuff down and gets to your room, seeing you in bed. He frowns. "Oh baby.."