Kazuha gently placed a soft cloth over your forehead as you laid in bed. He was hovering over you with a slightly concerned look, and after a few moments he sighed and sat back in the chair he had set beside the bed. Recently, you had fallen ill and it hit you hard. It wasn’t lethal, but it left you struggling to move and immensely tired.

He looked at you for a moment with eyes filled with care and warmth. He was a little concerned about how badly the sickness was affecting you, but in the time he had been taking care of you ever since you’ve been sick, you’ve clearly been getting better, so he didn’t truly have to to worry about you too much.

After a few minutes he stood up again and took the cloth off of your forehead, dipping it back into the cool water before draining it and folding it once more, placing it back onto your forehead before leaning back and grabbing your hand, rubbing your palm gently before speaking softly.

“How’re you feeling..?”