I'm Fine

*Liah's POV

It was midnight and I couldn't sleep. David is sleeping on my chest comfortably. I was hungry and thirsty. I attempted to wake him up but I failed. So I slowly removed his hand from my waist. But then I noticed that he was covered in sweat. His breath was uneven and he was also shivering. I put my hand on his forehead to check his temperature and he was almost burning. I shook him a little bit harder and he started mumbling something.

"I didn't do it ... Get me out of here ... It's ... Cold" his eyes were still closed. His breath gradually became rough. I panicked seeing him like that. I tried to call the maids, but no one was there. So I decided to treat him. I got off from bed even though my whole body was aching. I walked to the bathroom using the wall as support since I only have one partially healthy ankle. When I reached there I heard David shouting. I turned to see him breathing heavily. His face and neck were covered in sweat and his eyes were puffy. I slowly went to him and pat his back.

"It's okay, it's over," I said cupping his cheeks. He quickly hugged me and buried his face inside my neck. I could feel his heat on my neck. After a few moments, he pulled out and wiped his tears. His facial expression suddenly changed to a worried one.

"Why are you up? Is everything okay? Are you sick?" he asked trying to check my temperature.

"I'm fine. You had a fever so I was getting cold water and a towel," I replied removing his hand from my head. He sighed in relief. He then got up from bed and was about to leave when I held his hand to stop him. "Where are you going?" I asked.

"I will take a cold shower, it will reduce my fever," he answered simply.

"You will catch the flu, David. Don't you have any pain killer?"

"I will be fine. This is not the first time it happened,"

"Okay then. Call me if you need anything," I knew he wouldn't listen.

"Come with me," he said holding my hand. I hesitated a bit, but I eventually gave up and he carried me to the bathroom. He put me on the edge of the bathtub and filled the tub with cold water. As the water was filling the tub, he started stripping in front of me. I was facing his back and I noticed that there was a tattoo on his spine. I looked at it carefully and it was a date. I traced his back with my eyes and I saw another tattoo. It was my name but stead of my full name it was his surname. He suddenly turned around and I diverted my gaze to the tub. He didn't even hiss when he went inside that tub.

"Are you sure this is fine?" I was worried. He hummed in response.

"Ten minutes to go. I will be fine," he closed his eyes. I saw the watch he gave me and it was 12:45 am. I sighed and saw him trying to stop himself from shivering.

It has been ten minutes already so I called him. "David, it has been ten minutes already. Get up," I said looking into his eyes.

"Just five minutes more, princess," he responded. But I knew he won't be fine like that.

"No, you will hurt yourself please," I said holding his hand under the cold water. God, it's freezing. How did he manage to stay for ten minutes?

"Five minutes," he was not going to back down.

"I'm hungry," I said knowing this will make him go out of the tub. Like I guessed, he quickly sat straight and looked at me.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked getting out of the tub.

"You were sick," I answered.

"That is not what should be concerning you, Liah. You should tell me regardless of my health," he said wearing his bathrobe. He then carried me to bed and changed into his pajamas. After that, he carried me to the kitchen and sat me on a chair. "What do you want to eat?" he questioned

"Cup Noodle," I replied

"That's not real food,"

"Why not? It takes five minutes to make it, besides I can't wait thirty minutes waiting for you to cook real food," I mocked the last word which made him chuckle.

"Okay then," he said turning the boiler on. He then took two cup noodles out of the cabinet.

"I thought it was not real food," I commented sarcastically.

"I'm hungry," he said after he put the spices in the cup.

"Are you sure you are ok?" I asked concerned. He smiled faintly and hummed in response. When the water boils, he poured some into the cup and closed it. A few minutes later, our noodle was ready.

"Do you want chopsticks?" he pointed at them.

"Fork will be good," he took it from the drawer and gave it to me.

"Do you want to eat here?"

"No, I want to go to bed," he nodded and gave me his cup. I hold it for him and he carried me to bed. He looks so pale, I'm sure he is not fine. He put me gently on the bed. My eyes never left his face, I was concerned about him. I shouldn't be, but I couldn't help myself feel his loneliness.

"You can take a picture," he joked.

"You look pale, are you sure you're fine," I asked.

"I'm fine, princess," he pecked my lips and took his noodle. He then sat beside me and started eating. His eyes were about to close, so I took his cup which made him look at me confused.

"You need to rest," I said putting the cup on the bedside table.

"I'm fine," he tried to argue.

"You are not fine," I said putting down my cup.

"you haven't touched your noodle," I showed him my empty cup which made him relief. "Do you want more," he asked attempting to get up. I pushed him down and hovered above him.

"Yes I want you to rest more," I replied looking down at him.

"That was hot," he said making me blush out of embarrassment. I slowly got off him and he hugged my waist. He then rested his head on my chest and I played with his hair.

"Better," I asked.

"You know no one has ever done this for me. I always took care of myself. Thank you, princess. Thank you," he said and faced me. I smiled at him and he smashed his lips on mine. I don't know what happened to me but I kissed him back. And this time I wasn't feeling disgusted. He pulled out after a moment and connected our foreheads.

"Let's s... sleep" I shattered. 'Why the fuck are you shattering, Liah,' I scolded myself in my mind

"I love you, princess." he pecked my lips and doze off. I pulled the blanket over him and fell asleep.

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