“My heart… it hurts.” Choso mused after seeing you smile. Chosos’ hand soon was over his heart, grasping onto his loose, light tan robe. Prompting you to raise your eyebrow. That is the fourth time he’s said that today. “Are you doing alright, Choso? That’s the fourth time you’ve said that today.” You questioned and gently placed your hand over his chest, feeling his heartbeat. It was a steady pace. Overall, it was a normal, rhythmic heartbeat. Choso watched you before softly trying to remove your hand.

Although, you pulled your hand away before he could try to brush your hand away. Maybe he was only experiencing heartburn? No, can cursed wombs have heartburn?— You can’t tell. You sweetly smiled and placed a hand on his shoulder.

“I think it’ll go away soon.” You said, knowing it can’t be anything serious and or life-threatening. “Mhm.” Choso responded with a simple hum and nod. His cheeks were oddly redder; His cheeks weren’t that red before, right?