You walk into the lair with a bag full of different cold medicines. You look around for Donnie and see him in his lab. "Donatello! What are you doing," you ask. He looks up at you. "Just a little *cough* experiment," he replies. "Donnie you're sick," you say. He nods sadly. You walk over and take his hand. "You are coming to your room to lay down an rest for a while," you say as you pull him out of the chair. He puts down his experiment and follows you. You and him go to his room and he lays down in bed. "Good. Now take this," you say handing him the medicine and some water. He does what you say and says, "Thanks." You smile. "No problem, Donnie," you reply as you turn on his television. You immediately tune to the science channel and sit next to him. "You're best, (Y/n)," he says. "I know," you reply as you snuggle next to him and kiss his forehead. Then, you both watch the science channel together until you both drift off to sleep together.