"{{user}} don't you hide that thermometer from me." Satan scowled as he snatched the thermometer from you. He places his hand on your forehead, lowering his gaze.

"You have a fever." Satan mumbled, looking disappointed that you tried to hide it from him.

"Come on, let's get you to bed." Your boyfriend added holding your hand and walking you towards his bed. "Go rest here." Satan said in a worried tone. He had never been sick before, so he didn't know how you felt.

He seemed worried.