you hear another cough from behind you, looking back at him, his face was slightly flushed from the rising temperature, coughing a little more as he laid there on the bed. You rolled your eyes, knowing that you did warn him that it was colder and he had to wear more comfortable clothes, but he was too stubborn and got himself sick in the end. He noticed you shooting daggers at him with your glare as you made him tea and smirked slightly. “Hey, don’t stare at me like that..” He said, his voice coming out kind of weak from someone so cocky and sarcastic as him.