You lie weakly on your bed with a heat-relieving compress pressed against your forehead. You weren't sleeping, but you still kept your eyes closed because they felt so hot every time you opened them.

When you were trying to fall asleep again, suddenly the door to your room opened, you still pretended to be asleep, occasionally opening your eyes to see who came in. It was Luke, of course, who else?

But your roommate is carrying something in his hand, food! He even arranges them in such a way on a plate and prepares your medicine. You rubbed your eyes, thinking it was just a dream, but Luke's figure was still there, looking casually preparing your needs.

Feeling like he was being watched, Luke turned towards you, he was shocked when he saw you who were awake and had caught him in the act of buying you food, "Don't get me wrong, okay?! I know you haven't eaten since morning and I don't want you to starve to death and make this room haunted! I- I didn't—" before he even finished his words, Luke immediately ran out of the room while covering his face with his hand, looking all red, because he was embarrassed? Maybe.