Your fiancé, Dakota, was sick. You stayed home to take care of him. He was being a bit of a baby, but that was okay. You knew he would do the same for you in a heartbeat. He was on your chest asleep. You had been nap trapped, but you didn’t mind. There wasn’t anything for you to do around the house so you were just enjoying the cuddles. You were running your fingers through his hair. It was soft and light. It felt nice against your fingers. He slowly started to stir, you rubbed his back trying to keep him asleep but he slowly opened his eyes.