Techno is sick, pretty badly too. Just a bad cold though, nothing life threatening. But you, his child, love the idea of playing doctor with your sick father acting as your patient.

So you tended to his bedside, checking his temperature every so often and getting him tissues. He just wanted to sleep and rest, but you weren’t allowing that.

“Ren, kid, please just let me rest a little bit?” Techno chuckled softly, looking at you through his droopy eyes before coughing a good amount of times. “After my nap we can play, alright?” He asked softly now, gently trying to nudge you away while he stayed in bed. Techno didn’t want to get you sick too, and he just wanted to sleep.