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Ricky was laying on his couch, with three blankets on. He had his TV on, some random show playing. He wasn't asleep, but he wasn't fully awake either. His doorbell rang, and without wanting to get up, he just called Nini.
"Hey, I'm on your door!" she happily said.
"Open up, I don't want to get up." he whispered, he couldn't even talk without sounding like he was closer to death than to the door. He hung up the phone and in a few short moments, Nini was standing in front of him.
"Oh my god, you look bad." she said, while kneeling down to be closer to her face. She started to caress his cheek, causing him to close his eyes at the touch.
"I can't sleep, I'm cold." he whispered to her.
"Here, put these blankets on... I'll make you some tea, okay?"
"You'll come back?" he pouted, her heart melted in that moment.
"Of course, I'll be back and I'll cuddle you, okay?" she saw how he nodded and grabbed the blankets closer to him.
She walked to his kitchen and saw an empty plate on the counter. She was relieved he had eaten. She made the tea as fast as she could, coming back to the living room, with a less shaky Ricky. She gave him the tea, and sat down next to him, playing with his curls. He had asked him to talk to him, to tell him anything. So she told him about her day, about some new meme she found on Twitter until he finished the tea.
"That really helped, thank you." He smiled at her. He couldn't believe how lucky he was, how she came here only to take care of him. She truly was a beautiful person, not only by her looks, by how pure and selfless her heart was. She could have not come at all, saying that he was sick and she would prefer to see him when he is disgustingly sick. She kissed his forehead softly.
"You don't have fever, so that's good. You only need to rest and stay home for a couple of days. When is your dad coming back?"
"Tonight, after midnight. I told him I wasn't feeling well so he is leaving word early."
"Okay, I'll stay until he arrives."
"You don't have to."
"I want to. I need to make sure you eat and rest. Besides, I would be home worrying about you. If you want me to go, I can. If you want to be alone-"
