Peter groaned as he lay out on the sofa, his eyes falling shut while you milled around. "Want a blanket?" You asked him as you wandered over, smiling when he didn't answer but made a noise like he was agreeing.
"You're cute when you're sleepy" You muttered as you stroked his forehead. "Although you kinda feel hot so... Um. I'll make some soup." You smiled when he looked up at you and gave you a weak smile in return.