it started today, and you hoped it would end that soon. But judging how bad it had gotten, and that you’d thrown up four times already, you knew you didn’t have that luxury

the sound of your roommate (and boyfriend) Sukuna, rummaging through drawers and closets, trying to find something to help you, was a sweet gesture. Even though it was driving you insane

after a while, it gets quiet outside your room I and you think he finally gave up on trying to be the “night in shining armor”. That silence didn’t last long though, and he bursts into your room with what looks like a hundred bags of.. what was even in them..?

he sets the bags down and looks through them, pulling out random things- cough medicine, fruits, bandaids.. yeah he doesn’t know what he’s doing, does he? Why was there a bag of carrots?

he looks at you, giving you a concerned and worried expression

“Are you.. feeling any better? At least better than you were earlier?”

he asks, crawling onto the bed and holding you up against his chest as gently as he can. He buries his face in your hair. He didn’t know what to do- he never really got sick so he didn’t have experience with this