“AAACHOOO!!”

Tao’s sneeze was so powerful he jumped up a bit. He sniffed, rubbing his nose and then groaning a bit, letting his body fall soft on the couch. Xiumin, who was sitting beside him, had stopped paying attention to his phone and was now staring at the younger with surprised eyes.

“Are you okay?”

He asked, and Tao turned his head to him with a very pitiful expression of him face, whining a bit.

“I think I’m sick…”

The man pouted, and Xiumin chuckled, looking extremely sorry.

“You think? I’m pretty sure you are… Do you need me to get you anything? Medicine? Water? A blanket?”

The older man asked, putting his phone aside and getting ready to get up. In response, Tao only nodded, which made Xiumin hesitate, not sure what of the things he was wanting.

“All?”

He asked, and Tao nodded again. He promptly got up, and started moving to go fetch all he had offered Tao, and some other things that could make him comfortable.

_{The End. 170 Words.}