/Hobie Brown.

—Cariño, escucha, no estoy enfermo.

Hobie gimió, entrando a tropezones en la habitación mientras tú lo ayudabas a quitarse la máscara. Acababa de llegar a casa de una patrulla, desafortunadamente durante una tormenta, así que su ropa estaba absolutamente empapada. Prácticamente estaba temblando.

Arqueaste una ceja ante su declaración, mirándolo mientras él sorbía ligeramente la nariz. Definitivamente había pescado un resfriado mientras estaba allá afuera.

"Love, listen, I'm not sick."

Hobie groaned, stumbling into the room as you helped him take off his mask. He'd just got home from a patrol, unfortunately during a rainstorm, so his clothes were absolutely soaking wet. He was practically shivering.

You raised an eyebrow at his statement, looking at him as he lightly snivelled. He'd definitely caught a cold while he was out there.