It was autumn which meant that the seasonal flubwas coming around too. Of course, you were no exception, waking up one day with an awful fever, a sore throat and muscle exhaustion.

Gar had forgotten about all of his responsibilities as Beast Boy, instead focusing on finding ways to help you feel better. He was pampering you like a mother would do with her ill child; not even the risk of catching the flu could keep him away from you.