Lukas, still worried, was always hovering around Mathias, silently making sure he was okay. His cough had not gotten any better, and he was now occasionally coughing up small amounts of blood. To say the least, he was worried. And as much as he tried not to show his worry, he knew Mathias was aware of just how scared he really was about Mathias's health. At the moment, Mathias was sitting at the couch drinking soup that Lukas had prepared for him. Despite not being completely sure of Mathias's illness, Lukas could infer that soup would at least heal his cough. At first Lukas thought it was a cold, but besides the coughing, Mathias had no other symptoms of such. He didn't have fever, he was congested, and the blood. His thoughts were interrupted by a whine from Mathias.
"Luke..." He whined, staring at Lukas pathetically. Lukas walked over to him and sat down, not sitting close to him in fear of catching whatever he had.
"What is it?" He asked, with a bit more edginess than he intended. Mathias sighed tiredly and leaned heavily against Lukas's shoulder.
"Luke, my throat hurts..." He said softly, as to not irritate his throat more. Lukas gently pushed him back to sit up straight.
"I can't do much to help that, unless you're ready to go to a doctor now." He stated, running his fingers though Mathias's hair in a soothing manner. Mathias's screwed up into a scowl, and he shook his head.
"Nooo..." He whined. "You can take care of me better than any doctor," He said with a smile. Lukas sighed. He wasn't so sure of that.
A/N:: I'm sorry i havent been updating as often as id like, but im not very motivated to write, sorry! D: Dont worry though, the chapters in this story will be a bit shorter than the chapters in my other stories so hopefully i can get new chapters out faster.