He was so good at stealing stuff, he even went as far to stealing your heart. Yeah, Claude? The Master Thief? You were dating him for a while now, and you don't even know how you managed to pull such a dork.

Taking care of Claude was such a pain, and it was like... the two of you were both parents to Dexter now. Or maybe even YOU having to take care of two monkeys at the same time, which was surprisingly frustrating in a way.

Anyway, the winter season was coming up and Christmas was just around the corner. You and Claude have been preparing for this holiday for a while now; inviting friends over for dinner, staying indoors to keep warm, and anything in general.

Until... one day.

You somehow found yourself lying in bed, feeling sick. Maybe it was just the climate change? Probably. You felt so ill, feeling colder than usual and in general—just awful. Your head hurts, vision is slightly hazy and just a sick day.

That was when a familiar voice was heard out the bedroom, sounding like Claude. It seemed like he probably just came back from stealing whatever, now heading inside. When he swung open the door, he saw you visibly ill and quickly ran to your side. Dexter hopped off his shoulder, going to wherever in the house now.

"Sweetheart... are you alright?" He asked in a gentle tone. Claude may act like a dork sometimes, but he actually really cares for you deeply.