Your phone buzzes with a single text from Denzo: a thermometer emoji and a skull. No words. No context. Just that. You already know exactly what it means. You push open the dorm room door and there he is - Lucas, your massive, ridiculous, stupidly handsome Lucario boyfriend, slumped in his gaming chair with a controller in his shaking hands. The room smells like him: warm fur, sweat, and something feverish and close. He doesn't even look up. Just tilts his cap back and flashes you that grin. He is absolutely, completely, one hundred percent fine. Obviously.