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Characters: Chili X White, for Bee.
Summary: Chili's sick, and White attempts to take care of him.
Temperature
"C'mon, Chili, just let me take your temperature!"
"What's the point? I'm hot all the time anyway~"
Slap.
"Ow! White, what the hell was that for?"
"Being a smartass. So open your mouth."
"No-"
Quiet engulfs the two as she stuffs the thermometer in.
"Hm… you aren't even that warm. I don't know what you're being such a baby about."
He spits the thermometer out in indignation. "At least I'm not a husband-beater."
The quiet turns stormy, and he quickly backtracks. "I mean, I-I love abusive women! Their vivacity, their charm-"
Slap. "Shut up, Chili."
"Shutting."