Dec 15, 2015
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His coughing and obviously ill state triggered something behind her icy walls and a hint of a frown appeared on the girl’s face. With one pale hand holding back her fringe, the other would gently grip Houka’s shoulder to tug his taller frame down so she could gingerly press her forehead to his. A bold move, but Hanako was never one to be predicable-- she wanted to feel exactly how bad his fever was.Â
“... This isn’t good,            you should be resting in bed.”
