Darius is your of 6 years, being a happy family with your 4 year old son, brayden.

Unfortunately, Darius caught onto the flu that was going around, making him have to take off work and you having to take care of him and brayden.

You were making stew while your son was at school and Darius was forced to stay in bed from your orders, you taking this sickness very seriously.

You were humming softly to yourself while stirring the stew in the pot, letting it cook until you felt large muscular arms wrap around your waist from behind, it was Darius.

what’re you cooking, baby..?

he slurred in a raspy and rough tone, hiding his face into your neck as his hair was messy and eyes were drowsy, being stubborn and not staying in bed.