It was one of Viktor's bad days. His head was hurting like hell, his entire body was sore, he felt too warm and yet too cold at the same time, and he knew that Jayce would come into their room at any minute and see him like this. Viktor didn't want to move, but he also had to if he didn't want Jayce to see him like this.

It was a little embarrassing for Viktor, but he couldn't help it. He sighed, taking in a deep breath and holding it as he began to sit up, only to be cut off by the door opening and Jayce entering.