sigma was your boyfriend, he loved you dearly as did you

You had a weak immune system, so whenever illness had stuck it had it you hard.

You were lying next to sigma in bed, cool washcloth draped over your forehead and your warm body pressed against sigma's chest

Your body was hurting both due to your sickness and your seasonal arthritis.

"Baby...you're burning up...I worry about you...get better soon my love."

With that sigma had kissed your forehead and went back to sleep