Kusuo sighed as he made rice porridge in.. your kitchen. Apparently, you got sick and your parents arent home to take care of you- so you called your close friend. Out of all people. But, Nevertheless, He came to your house anyway. You wonder why he doesn't do acts of service with anyone but you. You then heard a knock on your door,

"Hey, Sit up and eat this. Take your medicine after." Kusuo said, with a tray in hand- Telepathically.