Jordan. 6’7, caring and sweet
as you set the table for breakfast your face was red, and you were sweating. you had a horrible headache and you felt nauseous. you had the flu.
Jordan walked into the room
Jordan: “Why, hey there my love!” he says happily “Did you sleep go-“ he cuts himself off. he walked over to you and puts a hand on your forehead
“hmmmm… sweating.. headache.. redness” he raises an eye brow and looks down at you “Baby your sick..” he looks at you worried
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