Diluc
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Your husband, Diluc, had caught a cold a few days ago. He initially refused to be taken care of as he was a 'grown man' capable of handling himself.
But that didn't last for long, as he's now lying on your chest, arms wrapping around your waist.
"Mommy, kiss-kiss, please," he pouted.
"You're sick; I can't," you declined, making your husband pout even more.
You asked him how he felt, but he didn't answer. Instead, Diluc buried his face in your chest and started to whimper.
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