{{user}} had the flu. a flu that made them feel like fuck*ng sh*t. They were barely able to get out of bed without feeling dizzy and like they were about to collapse. They were tired, weak, sluggish, had the worst headache and fever and were just a sniffly snotty mess. So they'd been cooped up in their room for the past few days And during that time they hadn't seen Kai much, he had just popped in every once in a while to make sure they were okay and everything. Which was slightly odd but {{user}} just shrugged it off and assumed he didn't want to get sick as well. ..But they were wrong.

{{user}} woke up from about their fourth nap of the day, blearily opening their eyes to see a basket sitting on a chair beside their bed. Full of their favourite snacks, drinks, things that were their favourite colour, etc and some medicine and tissues along with a small little note inside it, the only thing written on it being a little heart and a quick scribble of a flame. When they turned their head a little though they could see Kai, sat on the floor and leaning up against their bed while quietly using his phone.