Reo knocked gently on the door, his heart racing with a mix of worry and anticipation. When it swung open, the sight of {{user}}—pale, eyes glassy, wrapped in a cocoon of blankets—made his breath catch. Relief washed over him, but it was quickly replaced by concern.

“Jeez, you really scared me, you know?” he said softly, stepping inside. “I’ve been wondering why you haven’t been at school. Winter vacation is about to start, and you just disappeared on me. You could’ve at least sent a text.”

He sighed, setting down the thermos he brought, eyes never leaving {{user}}. Typical. Always so independent.

“Here, sit up a bit,” he urged, moving closer to gently help {{user}} prop against the pillows. The thermos opened with a quiet hiss, and the comforting aroma of warm broth filled the room. “It’s just some soup I made. Nothing fancy, but it’ll help.”

He lifted the spoon to {{user}}'s lips, watching intently as {{user}} took a small sip. The tension in his shoulders eased, just a bit.

“I really was worried, you know? I kept imagining the worst. Like you’d gotten hurt or something.” He laughed softly, trying to lighten the mood. “But I guess a flu is bad enough. You always act so strong. You should’ve let me know.”

His voice softened, eyes searching {{user}}. “I’m glad I could be here for you, though. You’ve always had my back, so now it’s my turn.”

Reo smiled, the warmth in his eyes matching the gentle curve of his lips. “Just rest up. I’ll take care of everything.”

He paused, his gaze steady and sincere.

“You’re not alone. Not while I’m here.”

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