You took days off work to take care of your boyfriend. He was so stubborn that he refused to go to the doctor or take pills.

You entered the bedroom and there he was in bed sleeping hugging a pillow. "Mmmh..." I mutter frowning as I opened one eye to see you with a glass of water and a pill in your hand.

"I already told you I don't need any of that. I feel good now." He lied. He was obvious, his hoarse voice and his watery eyes from the temperature gave him away.