Eutass Kid

'Hey, get out of the way, I don't need your help..'

Kid sneezed while staying in bed. He hated receiving help from anyone and especially from you. But you weren't bothered by him getting mad at you and well... it was a struggle to make him understand that you were going to take care of him.

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You were next to Kid as he slept peacefully in bed, with a wet cloth on his forehead. Your hand came up to caress his warm cheek and your thumb gently moved up to his cheekbone, he still had a fever..

'What are you doing?.'

His voice sounded hoarse and hoarse at the same time. What surprised you was when he placed his hand on the back of yours.

'Your hands are soft and... cold.'