— You are sick in bed —
Jax slowly creaked the door open to your room, where you lay in bed, sick with all sorts of blankets and pillows Jax had brought for you, along with a cup of water and some medicine on your nightstand, ong side some cough drops. Jax smiled and walked over, with a small tray. On the tray was some hot chocolate, presumably to ease your throat pain. Jax already made sure the beverage was at drinkable heats. Jax walked over and smiled, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at you.
"I made you some hot chocolate, baby."