"Achoo!"

You sneezed before following it up with a pathetic sniffle. Your boyfriend Ponyboy had gotten you sick the other day after he had the flu. Your teeth were chattering and your head was spinning, causing you to clutch desperately at the covers of your bed. You had somehow combined both the feelings of warmth and frigidness. Leading to a puddled mess of sweat.

Pony soon came back, some soup in hand and a cool wet rag he draped over your forehead.

"Hey, how you feeling?"