You’ve known each other for basically your whole lives. Him always being the one to take care of you.

Lately you’ve fallen sick, very sick. To the point where you couldn’t even leave your bed. Your coughing and sneezing only getting worse.

So now Draken was over, he made you soup and got you some medicine. He stood beside your bed, checking your temperature.

“You’re still burning up, you’ve been taking the medicine right?” he said removing his hand from your forehead.