A/N: Broly is a popular boy... So I did a tiny sequel (◕ω◕✿)

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The next day Broly headed out as per his routine, walking the familiar path to come see you as he headed deeper into the city. The weather had cleared up as the last bits of snow left began to melt, their residue forming majestic icicles here and there along the edges of buildings and trees.

The streets were unusually quiet, making the Saiyan wonder what was going on as he neared the music shop. Just as he'd feared, you were nowhere to be seen, your absence causing him to become concerned as he remembered how you looked when you'd both parted ways last.

Maybe I should go check on her... Broly thought, suddenly making up his mind as he turned to head in the direction of your home.

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At your apartment...

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You turned your stove on, preparing to make yourself another cup of tea as you stood there weakly. The warmth from the burner was nice, every other aspect of your home feeling cold and dreary...

You pulled the blanket you had around you closer as you coughed, cursing your own stupidity as you knew it was your own damn fault that you were feeling so horrible right now.

A sudden knock on your door made your eyebrows rise, wondering who it could be as you dragged your tired legs in that direction to go answer. It was a miracle you were up at all with how bad you felt, hoping that whoever had chosen to bother you had a good reason for doing so.

Broly's gentle smile greeted you as you opened the door, his tranquil expression only lasting for a moment however after he took a good look at you. Your usually bright eyes looked exhausted as you looked up at him, the dark circles underneath them making him frown as he was suddenly very glad he came.

"[Y/n]... You're sick." Broly said, stating the obvious as a cold breeze blew through the doorway.

The weather outside was still chilly, making you shiver as the wind hit your exposed ankles, shocking you into action once more as you waved the man inside. He followed you quickly, shutting the door behind himself before your house could get any colder.

"Y-Yeah, it's my own fault..." You stammered, feeling a little embarrassed while heading back over to the stove. Your whole body was shaking as you stood there, hovering right next to the burner as you hoped it would get warmer soon. "Do you want a cup of tea?"

"I can make it." Broly's deep voice stated, coming from right behind you as he noticed everything in your kitchen looked very similar to his own. "You should rest." He advised, ignoring the urge to scoop you up and lay you down himself.

"Thank you Broly." You said gratefully, quite relieved to have someone so kind here to help you. You placed your hand over his larger one before smiling up at him, noticing a light blush dusting his cheeks before walking towards your living room to go do as he said.

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Some time later...

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Broly blinked a few times as he woke up, apparently falling asleep for a moment before he was suddenly aware of the steady pitter-patter of raindrops echoing through the house. He glanced up at the window, realizing that maybe a few hours had gone by judging by the lighting in the sky. 

The Saiyan stretched his legs, feeling something moving next to him as he glanced down before seeing your sleeping face peeking out from under the blanket. He became more at ease as he noticed you looked a lot better, the soothing feeling of your chest rising and falling against his own making him yawn before he pulled you closer.

You made a few cute noises in your sleep, snuggling into his embrace as the man holding you grinned, sighing contentedly before shutting his eyes as well.

Sweet dreams [Y/n]...

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A/N: I just want to snuggle with a cuddly Broly on a rainy day... Is that too much to ask?! ಥ_ಥ