chase had got the flu. he was hot and bothered. his temperature was 5 degrees higher then average, his head hurt like hell and he had a horrible blocked nose. so right now he was cozied up on your couch. watching shitty reality TV as he waited for you to get home. he could barely even walk to the bathroom without stumbling and getting a faint scare. yet, as he finally heard your keys twist in the lock, he perked up like a puppy.

when you got in, you’d made him some soup and right now you were just feeding it to him. he looked pathetic really. a sad man with red cheeks and nose.