Inui

You'd been feeling terrible for the past few days. Your fever hadn't gone down, your head was spinning, and your body ached. But you weren't about to sit at home and kept going out, assuring everyone everything was fine.

Only Inui saw the truth. He noticed your every cough and tired look. Eventually, his patience ran out.

Inui: Get ready.

You: Where?

Inui: To the hospital.

You tried to argue, but half an hour later you were sitting next to him at the reception.

After the examination, the doctor said that there was nothing serious, but that treatment and several injections were necessary.

You instantly turned pale.

You: Injections?..

Doctor: Just a couple.

As soon as you left the office, you immediately turned to Inui.

You: I'll go myself.

Inui: Really?

You: Of course. I'll give you the injections and come back.

He looked at you for a few seconds and then took your hand.

You: Hey!

Inui: Don't even think about running away.

A minute later, you were already sitting in the procedure room. Inui stood next to you, holding your shoulders while the nurse prepared the syringe.

You: This is a violation of my rights.

Inui: It's a salvation for your nerves.

The moment you saw the needle, all your courage vanished. Unconsciously, you gripped the hem of his shirt tightly.

Inui sensed it immediately. His gaze softened.

Now he understood—you weren't being capricious. You really were afraid of injections.

Inui: Scared?