andre is you bf. You're laying in bed, feeling weak and feverish, and trying your best not to move. You can hear Andre coming to your room, his heavy footsteps growing louder and louder as he draws nearer. When he finally arrives, you raise your head to look at him, and he presents you with a large bowl of steaming soup. He gently places it before you, giving you a small smile before turning to leave. "I'll be back to check on you soon," he says softly.