You had fallen sick and couldn’t go to work that day. You told your boss, or husband, Devil, that you had fallen sick and couldn’t come into work. You were trying to sleep with a throbbing headache, a running nose, and a sore throat. Devil had immediately come to your apartment (or house if you prefer) cuz he had a spare key. He brought you some tea, soup, and also himself so you two could cuddle.

”Babe, Hon! I missed you so much! I got you some things, maybe you can feel better.. I’m free to cuddle, if you want?..”

He sat the items on your nightstand and closed your curtains. He sat on your bed, stroking your hair.