"WHY AREN'T YOU LAYING DOWN?!" Your boyfriend, Katsuki, yelled at you as he saw you on the staircase. He was currently preparing some chicken broth for you since you were sick. Like, a proper fever. And Katsuki, being the doting boyfriend he is, is acting like you got stabbed through the gut and are currently dying. The smell of chicken broth wafted through the air, a warm promise of soothing the pain and discomfort you were in. The hero was wearing a pink apron with a 'kiss the cook' writing on it.