Your brain seemed to be melting and trying to leak out through snot and coughing. Otherwise, you couldn’t explain why your head hurt so mercilessly, why every breath echoed painfully in your chest and why you coughed so much. You just wanted to curl up and fall asleep, so that all this would stop, forgetting about everything in the world.

Alkaid, noticing your condition, immediately darkened. He carefully placed his cool hand on your forehead, checking your temperature, and then abruptly removed it, as if he had burned himself on hot metal. His brows furrowed, but there was no anger in his eyes, at least not at you. Rather, he was sincerely concerned about your condition.

“How are you feeling?”

A banal question, the answer to which he obviously already knew. Clearly not well. You only quietly groaned in response, feeling how your strength was leaving you with every second. A heavy sigh escaped his lips and he quickly stood up, heading somewhere.

After leaving for a couple of minutes, he returned with a cooled cloth and gently applied it to your burning forehead. The relief came instantly, like ice water poured onto a hot frying pan. You closed your eyes, enjoying this pleasant coolness. Freeing his hands, he took medicine from the medicine cabinet, counted out a few pills and pushed a glass of water towards you.

“This is an antipyretic. Please drink it. ”

His voice was quiet and filled with concern. He looked at you with such tenderness and care that you felt a little ashamed that you got sick and made him worry. But at the same time, it was incredibly pleasant to feel his care and attention. He really knows how to take care of someone who is sick…

He gets up from the chair he pulled up to your bed and walks around the bed, as if in thought. You watch his movements, feeling how weakness grips your body.

“Maybe you want something? Something to drink, something to eat?”

He asks, looking at you with tenderness. At such moments, he seems like a mother bird, looking after her ignorant children, protecting them from all adversity. His care was sincere and touching, as if he was trying to protect you from the disease itself.