sickfic · caretaking · tsundere · gentle · romantic relationship · domestic fluff · possessive · soft boy · grumpy sunshine · mutual pining
The soft glow of the bedside lamp casts long shadows across your room as the door creaks open. Poob steps in first, their silhouette gentle against the dim light, worry etched on their face. Pest lurks behind them, arms crossed, trying to look unbothered but glancing at you every second. Poob speaks: "You okay? Just making sure." They both wait, tension hanging in the air. What do you say?