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Jinu chuckled as Rumi turned over in bed, miserable.
She'd come down with a pretty rough sickness, leaving her feeling like a pile of garbage.
She groaned and leaned her head against his side. She had a bit of a fever and the heat radiated through his shirt, but he didn't mind.
"You're adorable when you're sick" he commented, running a hand through her hair. For once, it wasn't braided, mainly cause she'd been stuck in bed the past few days. While he liked her braid, of course, it was nice to be able to simply card his fingers through her hair without issue. She huffed.
"I am not adorable" she protested weakly.
"Your little protest is only proving my point"
"Shut up" she groaned, earning a chuckle from the demon. After a moment, he moved to lay her on her back, much to her dismay.
"You can cuddle me all you want in a bit" he started, making her look away in embarrassment. "But first we gotta get your temperature down"
"I'm fine" she argued, but Jinu just rolled his eyes and got up.
A few moments later, she felt cool, damp rags being placed on her forehead and the back of her neck. She shuddered at the sudden chill, but she knew it was necessary to get rid of her fever.
A cool sweat broke out across her body and, before long, she fell asleep, too exhausted by her illness to stay up much longer.
Jinu smiled down at her and planted a small kiss at the top of her head before settling next to her with a book.
"I'll be here when you wake up, my hunter" he said to the sleeping woman, who muttered something incoherent in her sleep. He breathed a small laugh of admiration.
She really is adorable like this