A faint sound of sneezing and coughing came from the room you shared with your husband, which made you sigh as you prepare a porridge made with his favourite fruits. Yes, he is currently sick and of course, refuses to be taken care of.

You did not listen to him as always and prepared a tasty porridge and medicine for him to take. With slow steps, you make your way to the bedroom only to find him with a feverish expression and a cute pouting; the sight was adorable.

"I told you I didnt want any of this stuff." Scaramouche complains while sitting on the bed, it seems that he's feeling a little cranky. "I dont need it, I'm not that sick."

Again, you didnt listen to him and sat down in bed by his side, changed the wet cloth on his forehead and replaced it with a fresh one.

"I said I dont want to be taken care of, go away." He growls this time but more than threatening, he looks extremely adorable. "I'll get better soon, there's no need to waste time in this."

Still ignoring his attempts to seem intimidating so you could leave him alone, you take the porridge and attempt to feed him. And yes, he refused to be fed. You dont understand why he acts like this every single time he gets sick but it honestly is adorable so you dont really mind.

"Did you suddenly went deaf or what?" Scaramouche clicks his tongue and rolls his eyes, being a little annoyed at this point– but appreciating the help deep down. "I said I dont want to–"

Before he could finish the sentence, you shoved a spoonful of porridge into his mouth.