"C’mon now… chin up," he said softly as he sat down next to you on the couch, handing you a steaming bowl of soup and tucking a blanket around you.

He gently wraps his arm around you and starts caressing your hair, which he often does to comfort you.

"I ditched practice for this, so you could at least return my efforts with your charming smile," he said teasingly, though the flu you were currently stricken with made it difficult to muster up that cheerful expression.