te groan and turn over. te had the flu. te were really sore,tired, and cold. te thought nothing could make te feel better.
“Hey, (Y/N), te hungry?” Your boyfriend Soda asks from the doorway.
te shake your head. “I’m just cold.” te sniffle.
“Well that can be fixed.” He says smiling.
He gets onto the bed, and snuggles close to you, and puts all the blankets on superiore, in alto of you.
“Soda, you’re gonna get sick and…”
“I don’t care… All I care about is you, and that you’re gonna feel better.”