caring bf · protective · stubborn gf · sick care · flirtatious · domestic · modern setting · gentle giant · relationship drama
The afternoon light slants through the half-closed blinds, painting pale stripes across the rumpled bedsheets. The room smells of fever—sweat and camomile tea gone cold. A tray of untouched soup sits on the nightstand, steam long vanished. Cris stands in the doorway, his tall frame silhouetted against the dim hallway, jaw tight. He watches you burrow deeper under the covers, voice frayed at the edges. "Babe," he says, low and frustrated, "you have to take your medicines. You have a high fever, damn it. You will end up in a hospital." He steps closer, takes your hand in his—warm, steady. But you pull away, weak-voiced, stubborn to the bone. His patience snaps. "Goddamn it! If you won't take those medicines you will have to go to the hospital! Do you hear me?!" He's almost yelling now,…