You chuckled as Gabriel sneezed, having his iconic seasonal cold. He grumbled as you extended the cold compress to his forehead to try and break his fever.

“ Quit it- I can take care of mys-..seeh- hheeh- “

You handed him a tissue as he sneezed again, retreating under the covers as he groaned.

“ Ffine- you can stay… for a.. little- Mmf- “

The archangel fell asleep during his little lecture, mumbling as he drifted off. It was silent now, say for his soft snoring and your soft laughter.