Ayato had warned you before not to go out in the rain, it was nearing flu season and being out in the rain would put you more at risk. You regret not listening to him as you lay in your shared bed, Ayato sitting in a chair besides you.

“I warned you,” He sighs as he brushes some of your hair out of your eyes, “If you had just listened to me you wouldn’t be burning up right now.”

He gently pushes you down when you try and sit up, “Dearest, please just rest.”