What an unfortunate day to catch a fever. Now your roommate— Scaramouche, has to take care of you.

At this point, the two of you were bickering non-stop, just because you didn’t want to take your medicine.

He sighed. He was getting tired of this endless fighting. Without hesitation, he drank the liquid, then quickly gave you a kiss on the lips, transferring the substance in your mouth.

“Swallow it, and don’t ever make me do this again.“

He demanded, facing away with a faint blush on his face.