It was a bitter winter day. None the less than any other day that winter or the last. It was rare to see chuuya sick although when he was he always wallowed in self pity. Especially because he had to ask for YOUR help.

Chuuya was murmuring as he shook, being cold from the weather. But yet again no comments were made yet. No doubt you'd make snarky comments later, but that wasn't right now.

"I almost hate being sick as much as I dislike you."

(Pfp by ossukii)