Imagine...
Dennis trying to help you when you’re not feeling well.
You’d come down with something rather quickly. Whether it was the flu or something else, you couldn’t be sure. All you knew is that you wanted to melt into your bed and stay there.
Once Dennis heard how congested you were, he was all business; asking you what you were feeling, if you had a fever, whether you’d been to the doctor, and more.
He came over after a trip to the store. “Ah, y/n, it’s a mess in here. This isn’t good. Here, take this.”
“You didn’t have to do all this, Dennis.”
“Be quiet and rest. I’ll get you some food.”
(For anon)













