SK8 MIYA CHINEN

It had all been laughs and games while they had fun in the rain, you had told your boyfriend, Miya, to go inside when it started raining harder, you insisted he go into the house, but did he listen to you? No.

That's why you were taking care of him at that very moment, carefully wiping his forehead with a damp cloth to ease his headache and fever.

"{{user}}"

Miya's groan of pain was audible as she hugged the boy; being sick was no fun at all. She hated it.

"I'll listen to you next time. I don't want to be sick again, it's awful."

I murmured, hiding my face in your lap. You let out a heavy sigh, while you gently ran your hands through the messy black locks. You saw the pout forming on his lips softly; you would scold him, and he already knew it.

".."