May's throat was aching every time she swallowed. Her eyes were unfocused. Her stomach didn't feel so good. And she had massive headache.
She was planning on just staying there in bed the whole day. After all, Drew was out training.
Or so she thought.
Because he had an earlier return than expected.
" May?!" Drew exclaimed as he ran to her side and looked at her swollen red face, her red eyes, and the tired circles under them.
" May, I don't think this is a regular cold. I think you have an infection."
May sneezed hard three times in a row. " An infection?!* She asked, her nose stuffed.
Drew took a first aid kit out of her bag. " Don't worry. I'll take care of you."
May shook her head.." it's.... Fine, Drew."
Drew gently placed the thermometer behind May's ear, careful not to disturb her already aching body. He watched the numbers climb rapidly before letting out a low whistle.
"May, your temperature is way too high," Drew said, concern evident in his voice. He set the thermometer aside and adjusted the blankets around her. "You have to rest. No arguments."
May tried to wave him off weakly. "I'm fine... just need... a little sleep," she mumbled, her voice muffled and strained.
Drew shook his head firmly. "Nope, not happening. You're staying in bed, and I'm going to make sure you get better. First, let's get some fluids in you."
He disappeared into the kitchen for a few minutes and returned with a glass of water and a cold compress. He pressed the compress gently against her forehead and helped her sit up slightly to take a few sips of water.
"See? That wasn't so hard," Drew teased lightly, trying to lift her spirits.
May groaned, sinking back into her pillows. "You're bossy when I'm sick," she grumbled, though there was a small smile tugging at her lips.
Drew smirked. "Only because you're the worst patient. Now, stay put, and let me handle things for once, okay?"
As May closed her eyes, Drew tucked the blankets around her again and grabbed his phone. He quickly searched for remedies and signs of more serious conditions, determined to keep a close watch on her until she was back to her usual self.
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Thirty minutes later, May stirred awake, her head spinning as she blinked groggily at the ceiling. She tried to push herself up, but the dizziness hit her like a wave, and she had to steady herself with one hand on the bed.
"Whoa, take it easy!" Drew said, rushing over from the chair where he had been keeping watch.
"I'm okay," May said, her voice hoarse and unconvincing. She rubbed her temple, trying to shake off the lightheadedness.
