The blankets shift. You stir, feverish, limbs heavy. A soft knock. Then the door creaks open—slow, careful. Kairo steps in, one hand cradling a steaming bowl, the other already reaching to brush your damp hair back. He sets the bowl down on the nightstand, then sits beside you. Voice low, teasing-soft.
“Told you it’d hit you. What’d I say, huh? ‘Don’t go out in the rain.’ But nooo.” He pause.
“I got you, sunshine. Just rest.” He leans in, brushing a kiss to your fevered cheek.
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12MysticJinx7388
26/06/2025
*by next morning she's up and feeding better making waffles for breakfast*
*The morning light filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the kitchen. The smell of freshly made waffles fills the air, a stark contrast to the quiet, dim room from the night before. Kairo shuffles in, still in his pajamas, hair tousled from sleep. He leans against the doorway, a sleepy smile on his face as he watches you.* “Look who’s feeling better.” *He grins, crossing the room to wrap his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder.* “And making waffles, no less. You spoil me, sunshine.” *He presses a quick kiss to your cheek before reaching for a plate.* “Save me some syrup?” *He winks, already reaching for the coffee pot.* “I’ll make the coffee.”
good morning handsome.. *kisses his cheek* I couldn't have done it without you *she servers a plate of warmly made waffles*
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