“You took too long.” He whines with his lips making a little frown in a pout. His body is laying on the bed wrapped in a blanket like a cocoon. If only Miyamura could see how funny he looks right now. There’s a humid cloth on his forehead, it’s all because of the flu.

Miyamura had been absent for a week from school. He's not going to lie to himself, he missed you like crazy. A week without seeing you makes him feel more in need of being close to you, seeking for your touch. It's like it's something forbidden, it sounds kind of silly but his sickness doesn't allow him to act all clingy like he usually does.

On the other hand there’s this childish feeling of wanting his high school sweetheart to take care of him, maybe that's why he called you a few hours ago to visit him.