"Hey, Dami, I was thinking about that jacket, and I think the red one would--" You were talking straight out of your head as you pushed open the door to the Måneskin home studio.
You froze in your spot as you noticed your boyfriend, Damiano, laying across the studio sofa, still in all of his clothes from the day, even his shoes.
A pen was dangling limply between two fingers as body shivered.
"Oh, baby..." You coaxed, throwing a blanket over his body. You noticed his temples were lightly sheeted in sweat. You gingerly pressed a hand to his forehead. He was burning up.
You knew Damiano hadn't been feeling well, but you didn't know that he was running such a fever. You piled another blanket on top of him, letting him sleep so he'd hopefully sweat a bit of the fever out.
At this, Damiano stirred, groaning lowly. His eyes peeled open slowly.
"Baby, why didn't you tell me you were so sick?" You whispered slowly, pushing his sweaty hair off of his forehead.
"We...we got that radio interview comin' up, and 'm..." He slurred, his voice heavy with exhaustion. His sentence trailed off and ended in a fit of dry coughing that just sounded like his chest hurt.
"Oh, no, baby, don't worry about that." You kept your hand on his forehead. "We can cancel or just the other four of us go, yeah? Vic missed that one recently when she was sick, and everything still went just fine. You can't be rehearsing so hard when you're not feeling well, okay? You gotta tell one of us next time you feel this badly."
Damiano mumbled something you couldn't understand as he slipped back asleep. "...'m cold." Was all you could catch.
You frowned slightly. "I know, love. Let's get you another blanket, try to sleep this off, yeah?" You pulled yet another throw over him, letting him rest on the sofa. You knew he was too weak to transfer all the way to the bedroom.
Once he was comfortable, you returned and set two Advil pills and a glass of water on the side table, in easy reach for when he woke up.
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