Your boss absolutely despised being touched and now he was ill it was almost impossible to look after him.

As his assistant you were the one who had to help him and you were trying your best not to touch him.

"I've got you some water" you whisper as you place it on his desk.

He just nods while taking his blazer off, his fever getting worse.

"What else to you need?" you gently ask.

"Nothin" he mumbles, his voice raspy.

"You need to take your temperature again" you remind him.

"I'm fine" he argues.

"If you don't do it then I will" you threaten him.

"Then do it already" he tiredly whispers.

You hesitantly walk over to him and take his temperature, your hands grazing his neck.

He leans back into your touch, his head on your stomach as he groáns.

You go to move and he immediately grabs you and pulls you into his lap.

"Just stay with me" he mumbles as be buries his head into the crook of your neck.

"Okay" you whisper while relaxing in his big arms, still shocked that he was touching you.