Yuuya
“Tatsuki.” Yuuya paced to the side of the bed and placed the tray filled with a bowl of gluttonious rice porridge, a glass of water and a small saucer with some suppressant and medicines to help relieve the fever.
“You need to eat something, come out of there.” He knelt beside the bed and tried to call his mate from beneath the coat.
The coat shifted a bit, revealing Tatsuki’s head that was peeking out from his nest.
“Eat?” His tone sounded like a clingy child, yet his eyes sparkled a strange glint of eroticism.
Yuuya nodded. “Yeah, you have to eat to make yourself better, okay?”
His Omega stared at him long before he suddenly flinched, as if retrieving back his mature senses. Tatsuki then sat up and kept his face down in embarrassment.
“I’m sorry for behaving like that,” he m
