The February weather was the worst. It was cold, windy, and overall rotten. Your nose began to stuff up, and you began to sneeze a lot more.

Not to mention the way your eyes watered at the smallest of things. It was pretty apparent you had a cold—and grayson noticed pretty quick.

“Hey.” He whispered as he snuck into your room at just gone 1am. He slipped into bed with you, kissing your cheek. “How are you?” A frown reached his face as he felt your forehead temperature.