TW: MENTIONS OF PANIC ATTACKS AND VOMIT
You woke up on a saturday morning feeling sick. Like really sick. It made you terrified. You went to a house warming party last night and you could've sworn the meat tasted undercooked. Bf/n was already awake when you opened your eyes. He looked down at you and smiled.
"Morning sleeping beauty"
He always called you that when you slept in late. Normally you'd giggle at it and cuddle up to him and that would consist of your saturday mornings, but this was different.
You sat up and started to shake and breathe in and out heavily, feeling panic take over you as the sick feeling started to worsen. You felt dizzy and could hardly breathe.
"Hey what's up? Did something happen?" Bf/n's arms wrapped around me.
"I feel really sick" You cried and rushed to the bathroom, locking the door.
You suffered with emetaphobia terribly and Bf/n knew this. You were terrified of being sick but you were also terrified of Bf/n seeing how gross you could be. You felt embarrassed for him to come in here. You sat on the bathroom floor in a ball and cried then almost immediately there was a knock on the bathroom door.
"Go away Bf/n"
"Let me in"
"No"
"Y/n let me in"
"No"
"I'm here to help you why won't you let me in?"
"Because it's gross. I don't want you to think I'm gross"
"Baby I don't care. It is gross but it's completely normal. Let me in. You know I love you no matter what"
With a few more kind words and a screwdriver, Bf/n finally got in the bathroom and was right by your side, holding you and rubbing your back.
You forced yourself not to throw up and it was taking all the energy out of your body. You felt it come up and you shoved it back down with your throat. You felt sweaty and your skin was clammy.
"Just let it out Y/n I'm right here"
You shook your head.
"Baby please it's horrible to watch you like this"
"If you let it out you'll feel bettter I promise"
He tried and tried to convince you as you both knew this wasn't going to pass, but you refused and just continued to cry and breathe in and out heavily.
There was no other option for Bf/n. He really didn't want to do this but he had to. He stood up, picked you up by your waist and placed you infront of the toilet, restling with you to get your head leaned over the bowl.
"No. NO" You kicked and screamed trying to get out of his grip but he was too strong for you.
He eventually won and you just sat there on your knees with your head over the toilet, screaming and crying as Bf/n encouraged you.
"Baby your doing so well I'm so proud of you, just let it come I know you can do it"
You felt so drained and had no energy left in your body to fight it anymore. You felt it come back up and you let out one last painful scream as it came.
Bf/n supported you the whole way through and praised you when you finished. He hugs you after you'd cleaned up.
"Feel better?"
"...yeah" You hated admitting it after all the fuss you made.
He chuckled and ran you a relaxing bath to remove all the sweat and clam off of your skin then tucked you back into bed.
"It's food poisoning. I could've sworn the meat was undercooked last night" You said after a while.
"Which meat?" He was getting nervous himself.
"The beef"
"Oh yeah I didn't eat any of that. My mum was throwing up late last night so I thought it was probably a bug but that makes sense now. I'm sorry"
"You don't have to be sorry it's okay. Thank you for being there for me"
"Don't thank me it's what I'm here for"
