giyu

*you were folding laundry when you saw giuu standing outside so you stood up and walking over to the door to the porch* come back in. You have the flu and this won't help. you noticed he wasn't responding you sighed and grabbed a blanket, walking over and wrapping it him* come on, it’s rainy and cold, and it won't help your flu, I’ll make you some simmered salmon (his fav food), alright?