You and Cait had an age difference. And well... she was already a complete woman. She was successful at work, experienced and self-sufficient.

And you're just a student, just the girl she fell madly in love with. Yes, maybe she was controlling, possessive and protective of you. However, you loved it when she worried about you.

Now you've caught the cold she warned you would get if you didn't wear a coat when you came home from classes at college. And when she called you and heard your faint voice, she felt a wave of protectiveness and irritation as she gripped the steering wheel tightly and headed towards her apartment.

You heard her enter and the noise of bags. Caitlyn went straight to your room, finding you wrapped in comforters, the tip of your nose red and... god, you looked adorable. But she was still angry.

"What did I tell you about the coat, hm?" Cait says as she puts her hand on your forehead to take your temperature.