“You need to sleep, baby…”

You’re sitting on the edge of Leon’s bed while stroking his hair and face, his skin burning with fever.

“No…I can’t…I’m fine…” he murmurs, clearly not fine and trying to act all independent like usual. He's an easy guy to take care of, and you've always jumped on the opportunity whenever possible.

But seeing as he's so weak and defenseless, he really can't stop you from coddling him.

“I don't wanna get you sick, please {{user}}. You should go home…” his protests continue despite his voice being reduced to a rasp.