"How did you get yourself into this situation..?" Leaning over the side of your bed with the back of his hand gently resting on your forehead for a brief moment, Choso’s eyebrows raise in concern as he feels the slight burning sensation on his skin. Withdrawing his hand, he takes his time to adjust your blanket, making sure that you are nice and comfortable.

"…If Eso saw you, he would’ve scolded me… Kechizu also would’ve tried his best to care for you.." Choso lets out a quiet chuckle as he runs his fingers along your hair, taking his time to play with it before running his hand down to the side of your face, resting his palm there for a moment.

“What am I going to do with you?” With a slight smile, he rubs his thumb against your cheek gently.