"Woah, slow down. What?" I heard him say and I furrowed my eyebrows, looking up.
"Ma.." He trailed off and I already knew it was his mother.
"That has nothing to do with you." He said and I sat up because I could hear him getting angry.
"What's wr...
It's now 8pm and Sage and I were snowed in at his place. The entire city was having an emergency shut down for the rest of today and tomorrow. I was happy to be able to finally spend more time with him even though he was knocked out. I knew he was tired though so I didn't bother him, he barely got the chance to sleep these days.
Sitting up a little bit, his heavy frame became heavier once he began to stir in his sleep.
"Sage, you're too heavy for all of that." I said to him, trying to push him off of my chest as he opened his eyes and quickly got out of the bed.
"What's wrong?" I asked him as he sped walked towards the bathroom, emptying his stomach into the toilet.
I quickly got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom, rubbing his back as he kneeled in front of it.
I furrowed my eyebrows, confused because he never got sick. This was honestly a first for him.
"What did you eat today, baby?" I asked him as he stood to his feet and walked towards the double sinks to brush his teeth.
"I only ate the breakfast we had this morning." He mumbled as he began to brush his teeth.
I had on my poker face but I was really worried about him.
"Have you been felling sick all day?" I asked him and he shook his head.
"I'm alright, babygirl." He said to me but I knew that wasn't the truth.
Once he was finished with brushing his teeth and gargling, he grabbed my hand and guided me back to bed.
"Do you want to go to the hospital?" I asked him and he smacked his lips before chuckling.
"I'm alright." He said again but I wasn't convinced.
I didn't nag him about it though, I just let him have it his way for now but if he threw up again we were going to the hospital whether he liked it or not. I don't know what it is with guys and the hospital but Sage hated them.
Soon after he was sleep again and snoring heavily. Gently sliding out of the bed, I put on one of his shirts, letting it hang off of my body. I then made my way downstairs and into the kitchen to make us some food.
I grabbed a few ingredients as I moved throughout the kitchen. I wasn't Martha Stewart but I could cook mostly everything.
I decided on making him soup and making myself a quesadilla. Took me about 45 minutes to make everything before I put everything on a tray and took it upstairs.
"Babe, wake up." I said to Sage as I sat the tray down.
"Sage." I shook him.
"What's wrong, babygirl?" He opened his eyes slowly, looking at me.
"I made us some food." I told him and he smiled, looking over to the tray.
He then pulled me to him, kissing me all over.
"Stop." I laughed as he continued.
"Thank you." He said to me as we looked into each other eyes.
"You're welcome." I smiled, running my hand down his face.
He looked at me for a while longer before we let each other go.
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