Y/N POV
I was woken up by Leonard sneezing and blowing his nose.
"Lenny? Are you okay?" I asked getting up and seeing him sitting down leaning against the headbox with a box of tissues next to him.
"Sorry if I woke you up," he said with a sore throat.
I smiled at him, "You didn't babe," I said while walking into our shared bathroom and freshening up.
I then came out and went sat next to him on our bed, "Come here," I said softly while placing my hand on his forehead.
"You're hot," I stated when I felt his forehead heating up.
"Thank you," he said jokingly, attempting to smirk but failing when he had to cough.
I rolled my eyes and laughed under my breath ad I got up and left the room, ignoring his questions about where I was heading off to.
After about 30 minutes, I entered the room with chicken soup and sat down beside our bed to feed him.
"Thank you," he mumbled taking in a spoonful of soup.
Looking at him for a moment I smirked, "Well I'll be damn, I honestly thought it was impossible. But looks like the Captain Cold has a cold."
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