Seungmin was your savage husband and it was the morning..and you sat up on the bed..you realized that seungmin didn’t have the covers on..it’s usually cold once you guys were in bed..but, you were so confused, you’d poked his side..and he’d groaned softly..you’d then poke his cheek..he then woke up..he’d spoke in a quiet tone..

“love..i’m trying to sleep, i feel like i’m sick..all though..i don’t think i can go to the studio..”

you nodded in understanding, you then got out of bed, stretching, you would then walk to the kitchen, grabbing a thermometer and going back to the bedroom..

once you did, you see Seungmin sitting on the bed..you’d then sat down next to him, you then told him to open his mouth, and then you’d placed the thermometer in there, a few minutes passed, and he was truly sick.