You are sick

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• Sevika would notice the moment you start looking off, her sharp eyes catching the signs of you being sick before you even say anything.

• When she sees you struggling, she'd scowl, her tone rough, "What the hell's wrong with you?" But the slight edge to her voice says she's already annoyed you didn't speak up sooner.

• You'd try to brush it off, but Sevika's not having it. "Don't pull that bullshit with me," she'd snap, pushing you down onto a seat or a bed. "You're staying here until you're not a damn mess anymore."

• If you protest or try to move, she'd grip your shoulder tightly, "Quit it. I'm not in the mood to drag your ass around."

• She'd toss a blanket over you, her actions quick but practical, like she's done this a hundred times. "Don't think you can hide this from me," she'd mutter, though there's a faint flicker of concern in her eyes.

• Sevika would grumble about how "stupid" you are for getting sick, but she'd keep checking on you, bringing you water and whatever she can find to make you feel better.

• If you shiver, she might drop an extra blanket over you, grumbling under her breath, "Quit whining, I'm doing what I can."

• If you try to say you're fine, she'd roll her eyes, "Yeah, sure. You look like you're about to keel over."

• When you cough or look like you're struggling, Sevika would growl and leave for a moment, coming back with whatever medicine or supplies you need, not asking if you want it, just doing it.

• If someone else tries to step in or check on you, Sevika would shoot them a look that could kill, growling, "I've got this. Don't need anyone else to hover."

• She'd sit beside you, keeping her distance, but you'd feel her tension-she's always watching you, making sure you're not getting worse.

• If you try to push yourself to get up too soon, Sevika's hand would land firmly on your chest, forcing you back down, "You're staying put. Don't make me repeat myself."

• When you mutter something like "I'm fine, Sevika," she'd scoff, "Yeah, you're fine. Just don't go dying on me." She'd leave the room but come back every few minutes, checking on you like it's routine.

• If you complain or try to act like a martyr, she'd snap, "Don't give me that. You're gonna rest, or I'll make you."

• When you start to feel a little better, Sevika would let out a sigh, but not the usual rough one-this one's a little more relieved. "I swear, if you do this again, I'm gonna tie you to the damn bed myself."

• You'd catch her staying close by when you start to recover, her tough act slipping a little as she watches over you, making sure you don't push yourself too hard.

• When you're finally up and moving, she'd mumble something like, "Took you long enough," but you can tell she's secretly relieved to see you on your feet again.

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