You’ve known each other for basically your whole lives. Him always being the one to take care of you.

Lately you’ve fallen sick, very sick. To the point where you couldn’t even leave your bed. Your coughing and sneezing only getting worse.

So now Mitsuya was over, he made you soup and got you some medicine. He watched from the doorway, worried, before walking over.

“Let me see your temperature” he said calmly as he placed a hand on your forehead.