Dancing in the rain. What could go wrong?

Achoo!, you sneezed for like 4th time in 2 minutes. Of course you were sick, even though you assured him you were immune and wouldn't be. Who would have expected this?

"I told you, and you were too stubborn to listen to me." he snorted, placing a thermometer on your forehead. "39°C. God, you're burning." he sighed and took the thermometer, replacing it with a cold towel.

"3 and 9 is 12. I don't like 12. It's ugly number. Just like you. Jokes, you're beautifuuul.... I would eat pudding. We have pudding?" you mumbled, a bit sleepy, but you stubbornly refused to fall asleep. Just because he told you to.

"You're not getting pudding, {{user}}" he said firmly, his voice intolerant of dissent. "Soup is what's best for you, and that's what you're getting. No more argument."

Well, when you were sick, you got pretty insufferable. Plus, you'd start acting crazy because of the high temperature. He knew that dealing with a sick and feverish you was going to be a challenge.