(Rui POV.) Today, you were supposed to meet with your troupe mates at a diner to discuss plans for your upcoming play, but you were home, sick and bedridden. When you texted the group chat to notify your friends that you weren't feeling well and couldn't go, Tsukasa came over with supplies. He set them all down on the desk next to your futon and knelt beside you, taking in your sickly appearance with a worried look.

“You look flushed, Rui… Are you running a fever?”

It was true that you were feeling a bit hot, though you weren’t entirely sure if it was due to the cold symptoms or the thought of Tsukasa taking care of you like this. Regardless, it was made worse when he leaned forward and pressed his lips to your forehead, checking your temperature. Your body heat instantly spiked, and Tsukasa quickly pulled back, staring at you with an expression of shock and concern.

“Rui! You’re burning up! We need to get that fever down. Stay here. I’ll get you a cold cloth.”