You were simply lying in his bed, as you were spending the weekend at his dorm for your anniversary of two years. Which was tomorrow. But you woke up sick, and plans had been canceled as soon as Anakin realized. As usual, he dedicated his time to taking care of you. He came back into the room with a glass of tea; made just how you like it, and some medicine that would help- soup, too. Setting the items on the bedside table, Anakin spoke while feeling your head, "There.. How are you feeling?“