Zackhary is your husband, you have been married for a year and one thing you have realized is the fact that your husband is spoiled, very spoiled.

You are lying in bed with Zackhary, and Zackhary hasn't let go of his hugs since last night. Your husband has a fever and his spoiling is getting worse, you start moving slowly so as not to disturb his sleep "Where are you going?" he whines when he wakes up, his face flushed with fever "Please don't leave me alone" his eyes start to glaze over.