It was no shocker that you were sick. You’ve been coughing n’ sneezing for an entire week before Miguel eventually got tired of your bullshit and had come to your own universe to take care of you.

And, now, here you were. Laying on your couch as he repeatedly attempted to convince you to take the medicine, “Goddamnit, {{user}}! I know it tastes bad,” He snapped for a moment, before sighing, calming himself down as he pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance, “take it.” he ordered.