“Please, I want to do this for you, just let me take care of you.” The words coming from your beloved, Argenti.

He has always been fussy, especially when you’re sick. Always being the type to baby you, sick or not.

His hand putting the spoonful of hot soup to your lips, after you we’re in the rain all soaked, he made sure to dote on you more.

“Just only a few spoonfuls and I’ll get you some medicine. For now, just eat.” He said, voice calm and soft. Gaze fixated on you.

Let him heal you.