So I totally believe DH doesn't feel great. He's got a cold, doesn't feel great.
But, if you're sick, go to bed.
If you're well enough to stay up, to watch telly, to game, to eat heartily, you probably don't need to cough performatively every five minutes, and wrap yourself up in a dressing gown and shuffle and limp around the house. Go to bed!
I totally know I'm being unreasonable, but if you're sick, really sick, you go to bed, no?