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Mizuki felt like death, and Ena was the only one around to take care of her.
“Babe… I don’t need this much water!” Mizuki gestured to the table that was practically covered in all sorts of drink-wear, half empty, half nearly overflowing.
Ena brought over a bowl of broccoli and cheddar soup. “When you have a fever, you sweat, a lot. You need to stay hydrated.”
“But babyyyyy… I can’t use the desk at allllll.”
“What would you need to use it for? I’m bringing you everything and staying right here to take it.”
“You… really don’t need to do this…”
Ena sighed. “I know you want your independence, but you’re extremely sick, the only thing you can do is sit up and lay down every few hours. I don’t want you getting even worse.”
“But…” Mizuki whined. “I don’t want you doing so much for me.”
“Hunny…” Ena, somehow, moved the water bottles and set the bowl down and held her face. “You’re everything. I’d cross hell and back for you. This is nothing.” She rubbed her cheeks, feeling how hot they were. “You want an ice pack?”
Mizuki melted into her hands. “Yes please…” Ena nodded and pulled back to walk away, but Mizuki grabbed her sleeve. “Don’t leave me…”
Ena smiled and leaned down to kiss her forehead. “I’m not going anywhere, I’m right here. I just need to go to your kitchen for a bit.”
“But… but…” Mizuki started tearing up. “Mh…” She pulled Ena closer and hid her face in her neck.
Ena was taken aback at first, but quickly hugged her back and laughed. “You’re so clingy…”
Mizuki being sick wasn’t all bad, even if she resisted help at first, she always ended up clinging to Ena like a kitten. Healthy Mizuki was always so apprehensive when it came to asking for anything, but sick Mizuki was so needy, and Ena loved it.
Of course, she’d never replace heathy Mizuki for any other version of her, not only because she just loved every part of her, but also because actually getting her to open up and accept help was the best feeling ever.
“You wanna come with me?”
Mizuki nodded.
“Come on, maybe getting up a bit will help.”
Ena pulled back again and Mizuki slowly started getting up, she stumbled a few times, feeling super dizzy. Ena gave her some water from one of the 30 bottles lying around, which seemed to help a lot.
“See? You’re already dehydrated.” Ena teased.
“Ehhhh…” Mizuki pouted. “I’m supposed to be the one teasing you!”
Ena giggled. “Yes yes, I’m sooo sorry for stealing your flame. Now come, unless you want me to leave without you.”
Mizuki practically pounced onto her, hugging her tightly and refusing to let go. Ena giggled again and hugged her tightly back. Eventually Mizuki pulled back, and Ena took her hand, leading her down to the kitchen.
There, Ena got out a ziplock bag and filled it with ice, then got a paper towel and wrapped it in it.
“Here, put this wherever you need it.” Ena held the bag against her cheek.
“Mh…” Mizuki melted at her touch. “Can you move it to the other side?”
Ena smiled and complied.
“Thank you…”
“Of course, my love. Anything.”
Mizuki pulled her into another hug, and Ena embraced her back. She tried to continue with cooling her face, but Mizuki took the bag out of her hand and did it herself.
“I love you.” Mizuki muttered.
“I love you too, sweet girl.”