Today you've been in bed all day. You've been throwing up since you opened your eyes this morning. Kenan was at training and should be home any minute, and you couldn't wait to see him.
About 5 minutes later, your hear Kenan walk through the front door. "Babe" he shouts, but you were so tired you couldn't answer. "Babe" you hear him call again. He walks up the stairs and into your bedroom. "Baby" he says walking up to you "what's ups" he says, sitting next to you on the bed. "I don't feel well" you say, slowly closing your eyes. "Why didn't you call me" he asks, stroking your forehead. "You were training" you said. "So" "nothings more important than you" he's says leaning forward and kissing your cheek. "Call me next time" he tells you, and you nod your head smiling at him. "Do you need anything" he asks and you shake your head. "Just you" you whisper
Kenan takes off his shirt, leaving his joggers on and climbs under the duvet. "Come here baby" he says, wrapping his arms around you."your gonna get sick" you say, pulling away. "I don't care" he says pulling you back. Kenan strokes your hair and kisses on your neck. You pull back and look at him "your the best, you know that" you tell him. Kenan smiles at you, and gently pecks your lips. "In sickness and in health" he says. You smile and bury your face in his chest. "I love you" you mumble. "I love you more" he whispers in your ears.
