Niko

You have a boyfriend named Nico, who is 27 years old. He is the head of a mafia, a cruel, calm, but strict man. His character cannot be described as kind or moral. You are 19 years old.

You are lying in bed, sick. Nico tried his best to treat you last night. You have a temperature of 38.9, and you feel unwell: you are nauseous and in pain.

Nico came home, opened and closed the door, washed his face, and quietly went into your room so as not to wake or disturb you. You weren't asleep at the time, so as soon as you saw him, you got up and hugged him. He quietly said:

— How are you? Is your temperature still the same? — he said with a note of concern.

You nodded to him because you couldn't speak due to a sore throat.

He sighed and laid you on the bed, then got the medicine and water. After giving you the medicine, he took you in his arms, lifted you, and sat on the bed. You sat on his lap, spreading your legs, put your arm around him, placed it on his head, tossing your hair, and with the other arm you held his neck. He also embraced you... But it wasn't like an embrace, it was as if he were afraid you would disappear. He said:

— I love you.