CanadaxSick!Male!Reader: Let Me Take Care of You.
Yesterday, you had thought it would have been a good idea to go outside and play in the snow that had fallen. As much as your best friend, Matthew Williams protested going outside with you, you managed to drag him a long. You had no regrets at the time; you were enjoying your day with him, even if he wasn't the best at snow ball fights. You had even decided to stay the night at his house so that the two of you could hang out more.
Now you were regretting going outside and staying at Matthew's house. You didn't want your friend to know you weren't feeling all that well, only because you didn't want him to worry about you. Your (eye color) eyes were half lidded as you walked into the kitchen, staring at the Canadian making pancakes.
Matthew turned to face you, holding a plate his hand. He gave you a small smile, "Morning, (Name)." he said lowly. Soon his smile gave way to a frown. "Are you okay?"
You put your hand on your forehead, giving him a weak smile. "Don't worry about m