This is short and fluffy and sort of pointless. But anyways I imagine that they are living together for some reason but they aren't together yet. Perhaps Cindy is his personal assistant but neither has really owned up to their feelings?
His mind was foggy and the pain shot to his neck and temples. He stared out the window in misery. It was pouring outside and the sky was a murky shade of gray. The sound of the rain pounding against the glass panes only made things worse. He heard footsteps descending the stairs. It was Cindy. She alighted beside him on the couch.
"Hey."
He managed a weak nod. She bit her lip. She hated to see him like this. She already knew but she asked anyways. "Migraine?"
He nodded again, this time sinking back into the cushions. His eyes were clouding over with tears.
Cindy rubbed his temples and used her fingers to press points on his forehead. She ran a gentle finger across his heavy eyelids and across his eyelashes. He breathed hoarsely as the pain intensified. Outside, thunder rolled with magnificent force, and the noise of the storm escalated. He scrunched his eyes shut in agony, and a few tears rolled down his cheek. Cindy touched his shoulder blades and felt his neck. It was on fire.
She reached for the water bottle on the coffee table. "Here, drink some of this." She pressed the bottle to his scorching lips, accidentally brushing her fingers against his lower lip.
"I know it hurts." She sighed. Working late hours in the lab with minimal lighting and bizarre chemicals had brought this on. She'd been telling him to be more careful, but he hadn't listened as usual. Cindy had expected to rub it in his face, but seeing him in this state upset her.
She gently pressed a space below his ear. For a few seconds, relief washed over his features, until he was hit with a new spasm of pain. He curled his body into itself, bringing his hands over his head in torture.
She gently guided his hands away from his head and placed them on her knees. She placed mild kisses along his collarbone and his jaw. His eyes flickered open in surprise. Even when he was sick, his blue eyes shone brilliantly. Cindy brushed the sweat from his hair and laid his head in her lap. He closed his eyes.
"I love you." She whispered, as he fell asleep. The storm raged on. Tomorrow morning, he would forget all of this and they would be back to square one.