Summary: He told her to wear something warmer but she did not listen. Not that she ever did.
Disclaimer: I don’t own a thing. Not even the computer I’m লেখা this on. All you’d get out of me is a weird DVD collection.
AN: It takes place in Munich and she is not single. Don’t ask me where her BF is, I neither know nor care :)


“Achoo.” Sounded from the বিছানা for the thirty-seventh time since their return from the screening.
“Bless you.” Came for the thirty-seventh time this time from the door.

“Thanks.” She murmured as she grabbed another tissue from the box and blew her nose.

“Not to sound conceited অথবা anything, “ she snorted at his words as he wheeled the trolley with her ডিনার to the bed, “ but I do distinctly remember telling আপনি that it wasn’t the best idea to wear that dress.”

“That’s exactly what I need right now, your smart-ass comments.”

“And a chicken noodle soup.” He took of the lid with a flourish and the air was instantly filled with the enticing aroma.

She perked up a little and propped herself on the বালিশ while he put the bowl on a tray and put it in her lap.

He smirked as she sneezed again. He offered her the spoon but she didn’t take it since she was too preoccupied with her running nose.

“Should I feed you?”

She glared at him but then her expression softened and she nodded. He hid his surprise fast as he set down on the বিছানা পরবর্তি to her. He scooped a spoon-full carefully and she opened her mouth in exaggerated anticipation.

“Is it good?” he asked as she swallowed.

“Great.” She beamed and opened her mouth for the পরবর্তি one. They didn’t speak again until the bowl was emptied.

“Do আপনি feel better?”

“Yeah, it was great.”

“The lady in the রান্নাঘর ব্যক্ত it was a family recipe. And she also sent some tea. She ব্যক্ত it was good for the cold.”

She raised an eyebrow as he put the bowl and the tray back on the trolley and poured her a cup if tea.

“Another fan? অথবা was she just unable to resist your charm?”

He shook his head with a resigned smile as he wheeled the trolley out of the room while she sipped the warm brew.

“She was a lovely older lady who could have been my mother. And she was আরো concerned with your cold that my non-existent charms.” He ব্যক্ত as he plopped down into an arm-chair দ্বারা her bed.

She finished her চা and buried herself deeper into the blankets.

“Your charm is pretty existent. The hoards of screaming অনুরাগী we faced today are a breathing proof of it.” And she sneezed again.

“Serves আপনি right. পরবর্তি time আপনি will think twice before wearing such a tiny dress when it’s hardly above zero outside.”

“Don’t say আপনি didn’t like the dress. I saw আপনি staring at my legs.”

“I would think that your health is আরো important then me admiring your legs.”

“No, its not.” She mumbled.

He heard it but decided to ignore her comment. Again.

“Are আপনি OK? Do আপনি need anything else?”

“Could আপনি sing to me?” her request caught him off guard. He could have ব্যক্ত no. If it were an alternative universe where he was an Australian rancher and she was a Canadian teacher and they have never met. But since it wasn’t he just sighed and asked.

“Any special requests?”

“Something yours.”

He made himself আরো comfortable and started to hum his lullaby not taking his eyes off of her. When he was sure she was asleep he stood up to leave.

“Stay.” Came from the bundle of blankets she buried herself into. “Please.”

“You are a really demanding patient.” He scowled as he made his way to the other side of the king-sized bed.

“But আপনি প্রণয় me anyway.” And he did. It wasn’t the smartest thing he has ever done but when has the হৃদয় ever listened to reason. “Love আপনি too.” She breathed out and a few সেকেন্ড later her breath evened out.

“I know.” He whispered and then went to bathroom before stripping down to his underwear and crawling under the sheets. He settled down facing her and she turned and scooted closer to him as if in খুঁজুন for something though there was still some মহাকাশ between them.

That’s why her relaxed doll-like face was the last thing he saw before closing his own eyes and letting sleep claim him. He only hoped she would be better tomorrow. Because he liked where he was right now too much for his own sanity.