"I brought you something." He said softly, walking into the room with a cup of warm tea for your throat. He pulled up a chair and sat in it while you drank your tea. He didn't wanna accidentally hurt you while you were sick like this.

"No cuddles?" You asked softly.

"I don't wanna hurt you." He said, making his voice as soft as it could be. He gently held your hand, trying to provide you some comfort.