"Mnm," I moaned, rolling over. Soubi was laying next to me. He felt the side of my face tenderly.
"Your temperatures lowered,"
"Really? Good…"
"Don't push it," he said and then got up and bent over on me. He pulled my head to the side of his face.
"You're still pretty warm," he mumbled. He placed his forehead against mine.
"Let's take your temperature and eat, shall we?" I enjoyed another temp taking session, and then scarfed down the breakfast he cooked me. He smiled. He administered my medicine, and I groaned in delight. We kissed a little.
"Soubi, you're pale," I said, shocked. "I didn't get you sick, did I?"
"No, I'm just fine," I felt his forehead and then pulled him close to me, feeling his temperature with the side of my face. I felt so small.
"I'm gonna check your temperature," I said, getting up and pulling out the thermometer.
"I guess it's only fair to tell you my normal temperature is 36.5," he sighed as he stood up and removed the remainder of his clothes. He stood before me, completely naked. He laid down beside me, curled up. He held his knees to his chest. I twirled in the thermometer in loving imitation, and then held it in for him. It beeped, and I took it out.
"You're a degree up from your normal," I said, upset.
"I'm okay," he comforted.
"No it's not! I didn't mean for you to get sick!"
"Ritsuka, I'm an adult, I can take care of myself and no one else is responsible for me. Your mother is responsible for you and she isn't doing her job. I will heal quickly, I take good care of myself," he clutched me to his nude body. I looked into his eyes. The next thing I knew, my cat ears and tail slid off like butter.