Vox has never really been the type to show his soft side to anyone—not even you. Only sometimes you were able to get mere glances of it, but he was always persistent about hiding it.

Now Vox is standing at the door of your room, opening them slowly after knocking. “Hey, uh…” Vox has a nervous smile on his face, “I heard from Velvette that you’re…not feeling good, so…” He walks inside of your room, as you can catch a glance of him holding something behind his back and acting all shy.