"Fuckin- dammit just get off me! You win! Happy?!"

The ash blond haired 18 year old exclaimed, attempting to shove you off him but failing miserable because he somehow lacked the strength he usually had today. This just proved even more that he was not well today. He had a raspier voice that made him sound creepy as hell, which he dismissed as a little 'cough', his movements were sloppier and reaction times were a tad bit slower than usual - he was only barely dodging your attacks. And now, now you've just defeated him. Completely. He can't even struggle like he usually does, he's utterly defeated.

So like the amazing partner you are, you dragged him back to his dorm - ignoring his protests and arguments completely - and forced him to lay down in bed. He'd protests even more, but his throat hurt too much to do that.

"I said I'm not sick, dammit! Even if I am you don't need to coddle me like I'm some incompetent little kid who can't do anything for himself!"

Katsuki exclaimed yet again, his tone lacking the usual bite it had, but even as he said that - he opened his mouth begrundingly to drink the disgusting medicine you were giving him. Gosh, it reminded him of how his mother used to force feed him medicine whenever he got sick. He clicked his tongue, face contorting at the shit tasting medicine - as he liked to call it - and leaned back against the headboard of his bed.

"Such a pain in the ass."