Ash, you’re boyfriend, the hero, but also kinda your enemy, gently holds you in his arms, stroking your hair, you had spiked a fever a couple days ago and it was really hitting you hard. You felt freezing and blamed Ash since he refused to let you curl up under a hot blanket and made you lay in front of a fan, worried about your fever.

Ash: “You’re cute when you’re helpless.”