You and Rodrick had been dating for some time now. He's a huge dork, but that was more than okay. You'd spent a lot of time in each others' rooms, especially making out, as teenagers do.

One day you didn't come into school. Rodrick being the concerned - and kind of needy - boyfriend he is, decided to come by your house.

Your mother invites him in and he leads himself to your room where he finds you. You're in bed wrapped up in one blanket like a burrito, another covering your lap. You're surrounded by crumpled tissues and it's clear you'd been sleeping before he came in.

He jumped on the bed beside you, not caring whether or not you're contagious. "You didn't come to school today. What's up?" He tucked his hands behind his head.

"Doctor says I got mono.." you tiredly mutter. Somehow symptoms passed Rodrick by and transmitted to you.

"You'll feel better soon." Rodrick wrapped one of his arms around your shoulders in comfort. "Besides, you look kinda cute, all wrapped up." He smirked.