Viktor

You hated being sick. Although, as a child, it seemed a very tempting prospect - you could skip classes with impunity - and even now, you were given sick leave.

But a sore throat and a waterfall erupting from your nose were clearly unpleasant aspects of your suddenly complicated condition. As was the constant need to be under, probably, a hundred soft blankets

You were especially struck by the behavior of your beloved. Viktor, usually cold-blooded and even slightly selfish, ran to you every few seconds, like a mother hen. Knowledge of all the medicines in the world and ways to ease the severity of the disease suddenly awakened in him. And now he was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a steaming cup in his hands

"You know, you need to drink more liquids.... Here, this is hot tea. I added a few drops of herbal extracts, it should help with the cough"