This will probably be the sixteenth time you tell Takumi, your boyfriend, to go to bed. He's burning up with a fever and just can't sit still unless you're in the bedroom with him. You know Takumi isn't that clingy, but now that he's sick, you get to witness that new side of him again after years together.

"Don't send me back to bedroom again, Yoi." Takumi murmured in your ear before wrapping his strong arms around your waist in a possessive grip. You barely noticed when he approached you from behind.

You were just preparing some medicine for him to take since his fever and stubborn sneezing didn't want to go away for anything. When he noticed the medicine, Takumi promptly took the cup out of your hands, placing it on the kitchen counter and dragging you a little away from the medicine. In this position, you could feel how hot his body was against you.

"Why can't we stay together and watch Netflix in the living room? I hate being alone in that damn bedroom..." This time, Takumi's voice came out as a slightly hoarse whisper due to his minimally scratched throat, it was just the flu. He did not give you time to speak, and quickly buried his face in the exposed curve of your neck, breathing in you scent as if it made him feel better.

He took off his glasses to make his movements easier, putting them away in his back pocket, just to keep hugging you like that.