He looked almost lifeless in his sleep. It scared you slightly, as you watched for any sort of breath. It was a simple fever, that was all. Yet you still couldn't help but worry for him. His black hair spread messily atop his pillow, as he grimaced in his sleep, his cheeks and nose red.

You take a seat at the edge of his bed and watch over him. His eyes flutter open, and they land on you, a smile erupting from his quivering lips. "/Yn/..." he whispered. "Come here, let's cuddle".

"You need rest" you sigh, standing up and crossing the room to grab a damp wash cloth from a small silver bowl. You wring it out and walk back to Jigen, draping the cold cloth atop his warm forehead. He closes his eyes again and frowns. "I want to cuddle," he complained, reaching for your hand, weakly squeezing it. You feel yourself giving into those pleading brown gems you called his eyes, but you let go of his hand. "Don't be silly" you scoffed. "You're just gonna get me sick too"
"It was worth a try" Jigen teased, sitting up slightly in bed. "Come closer, baby, I wanna see your pretty face"
Your heart beat faster, his hoarse voice beckoning you to draw nearer. You crawl closer to him, and he ambushes you with a hug, as he drags you into bed with him.
"Jigen!" You laugh, as he pressed his ips to your neck, playfully making a raspberry.
You try and free yourself from his grip, but he was surprisingly strong for being sick. He smelt of cigarettes and honey, his scent making you feel dizzy and with satisfaction.
"You better listen to me next time" he whispers into your ear. "When I want to cuddle, I want to cuddle".
"You're so stubborn" you scoffed. He suddenly went limp against you shaking, you sit up, nervously glancing down at him. He looked pale as he curled up into a ball.
"Jigen?" you ask in a panicked tone. He groans a bit.
"My head" he murmurs. "My head is killing me...."
You dart out of the room, knowing he needs nourishment. You dig around your pantry and find a can of sweet pumpkin soup and smile. "That'll do" you say, reaching for a can opener, delicately using it against the metal can.
The soup's contents slosh slightly as you poor it into a bowl and pop it into the microwave. You set it for 2 minutes and press start, sitting back on the counter and humming to yourself.
"What's cooking good looking?" You hear Jigen say, standing at the door frame, a blanket wrapped around his shivering shoulders. "Jigen, go lay down you're not well!" You shout, going over to support his weight against yours as he teeters to the side.
"Someone is angry" he laughs, coughing, gently grabbing and squeezing your ass. You swat him away as you help him back into the bedroom and force him to lay down.
"Stay there," you demanded, rushing back into the kitchen just as the beep of the microwave told you the soup was done.  You rip a paper towel from its roll and carefully take out the hot soup and place it on the paper towel. You dig around for a spoon, and plop it into the pumpkin soup.
With the paper towel in hand, you carry the soup to your ill boyfriend. He lay in a heap of covers, coughing and wheezing. You sit at the edge of the bed, getting Jigen's attention. He sits up, his hair hanging over his eyes. "For me?" He flirts, reaching for your hand. "Lay back," you laugh. He bids your command as you scoot closer to him and scoop up a spoonful of the pumpkin soup. "Open up," you commanded. You spoon feed him the soup and he smiles. "It's sweet, just like you my dear /yn/"
"My little dork" you laugh as you feed him more of the soup. A tiny bit stains his beard, and you softly giggle.
"What's so funny, baby?" He eyes you carefully. "You've got something on your beard," you teased, getting ready to wipe it off with the paper towel. He suddenly sits up and gently pulls you into him, and playfully rubs his soft beard against your cheek. "Did I get it?"
You shove him away, laughing happily as you wipe the pumpkin soup he smudged on you from your cheek. You put the pumpkin soup aside and smiled at him. "You silly thing!" you chuckled, shoving him back. He takes you down with him and wraps himself around you.
His breath smelled of the sweet scent of pumpkin. He was warm, and was shaking lightly as he held you.
"Jigen you should rest," you repeated, as he kissed your jaw hard and playfully. "No way," he teases.
"You're sick," you exclaim, trying to push away from him.
"I'm lovesick, for you baby" he whispered. Your heart melts at that very statement, and you turn to face him and grab his face, kissing him deeply. He holds you by your hips as he kisses you back. His beard presses up against your neck, and you shudder with pleasure.
You can't separate yourself for him, but you must. You part from the kiss and play with his soft hair, smiling at him.
"I love you, Daisuke Jigen, I hope you know that" you cooed, as he pressed a kiss on the knuckles of your hands.
"You're my prince/princess/royalty, /yn/"
You can barely contain your love, and you go in for another long and passionate kiss.
He kisses back, but slowly grows weak and lays back down, coughing.
"You're gonna wear me out," Jigen laughed. "Maybe you're right, I should rest"
You stick your tongue out at him, in an "I told you so!" Kind of way. Jigen gets comfortable and closes his eyes.
"My angel," he whispers. His cheeks are red as he smiles, gently drifting off to sleep.
You smile, and kiss him on the forehead and get up, squeezing his hand one last time. He looked peaceful in his delicate slumber, and you couldn't dare wake him again.
"Finally," you silently chuckle, closing the door behind you.

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-Jameson