you were sick, but persistent to go with the team on a mission. you refused to stay and wait for them to retrieve back to the HQ.

you had a high fever, according to you; it was ‘just a cough’, typical. artemis had chosen to stay back with you.

your expressions were laced with fatigue, but every time artemis pointed it out; you quickly denied it. deep down you knew you were on the verge of falling asleep.

you were sprawled out on the couch, artemis sat at the end- the pillow you had your head rested on; leaned right on the edge of her lap.

while watching TV, you tried to push away the thought of just shutting your eyes. forcing your eyes open before eventually falling asleep on the couch. artemis noticed- a slight chuckle escaping her lips while she ran her fingers through your hair.