Scenario no Yona

III: If you were sick.

Get well soon, reader-chan! (If you're sick today, that is!)
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Yona.
"Ah.. Ah.. Achoo!" You sniffled, rubbing your nose. "Eh? [Name]-chan are you catching a cold?" Yona walked next to you as you both went hunting, "You'll scare the birds away, you know." Yona chuckled, and you smiled, "Sorry." The red haired hime simply nodded, pulling out some thin cloth. It wasn't tissue, but it was a close second. Yona held her hand out to you, "Here." You took it nimbly, feeling the fabric. It was soft. This was definitely expensive material. "Thank you." Yona smiled soft, a small dimple showing, "It's fine. You can keep it. I hope you get better soon, [Name]-chan." You hummed, sniffling as Yona held your hand, making sure you don't daze off again. "Mhm.. Thank you, Yona."

Hak.
"Hey, hey– [Name]-chan." You turned around sharply, to glare at the black haired beast of a man again. "What, what, annoying pest?" He appeared offended, "[Name]-chan is so meaan.." You gave him a look of I honestly don't care, as you spoke with weak concern, "Ah, you don't saaay.." You sneezed, then sniffled, turning back around to catch up with the others. You were walking a lot slower because your head felt like it was spinning. The heat from the sun didn't help. You wobbled a little, flailing your arms, and then stood on two feet again, waddling once more. "Oi." Hak easily caught up to you, as you gave him a frown. "What do you waaaaaannn– Eep!" He picked you up easily, and walking with you over his shoulder like a sack. "Hak! Put me down! I can walk!" An unresponsive grunt came from his throat. He just blatantly ignored you. It must be his way of caring, huh.

Yoon.
The pretty boy had been staring at you all day, and it was starting to seriously freak you out. After dinner, you sat next to Yoon, and he blinked in confusion. "Yoon?" You sniffed, "Do I have something on my face?" He turned to you and shook his head rapidly, "No, no! Why?" Your eyes glanced from the ground to his face, "You've been staring at me.. Ever since last night.. Did I do something?" Yoon frowned, and sighed, a small smile resting on his face. "I was just.. Worried. About you. You seem sick." Your [e/c] eyes fluttered closed and then open – you repeated this three times. Blinking in complete shock. You were sick? Ah, wait. You are. "It's just a cold, Yoon. It's nothing to worry about. I'm fine." He seemed to relax a little, "Even if you say that, I'll still worry. I'll worry and worry until you get better," Snort. "Hehe, Yoon is so cute." He squeaked, his face coloured a flush red up to his ears, "SH-SHUT UP!"

Kija.
The Hakuryuu kept close to you all day, not that you minded. "Kija? Can you.. Help me lift..." You wobbled, dropping the logs you were holding, and collapsing, your eyes going shut. Kija immediately dived to catch you, as he used his left hand to feel your forehead, keeping you close to him. You panted, the cold getting the better of you. "[N-Name]-san?" You hummed, leaning your head against his shoulder, "I'm sorry, [Name]-san." You opened up your eyes lazily as he spoke. "I should've told you to sleep earlier last night. And given you my coat." He looked down in shame. "Now you're sick.." You giggled, "Kija, you're an idiot." He flinched, blushing lightly. "This is my fault, not yours. The weather was cold– I should've worn more.." You sniffled, and Kija hugged you. "I promise to take better care of you, [Name]-san.."

Shin-Ah.
Seiryuu approached you one day, and you smiled at his presence. "Hi, Shin-ah. Are you okay?" His lips parted, as he brought his hand up to your face, you blinked in confusion. His hand rested on your cheek, his thumb gently caressing your face. "Shin-ah?" Your face felt hot. "Um.." He inhaled before speaking, you liked his voice. ".. Your face.. Pale.." Your eyelashes fluttered, "Ah– is it?" A quiet laugh left your lips, "Thank you, Shin-ah." You leaned into his hand, feeling his warmth. "I'm glad I have someone like you in my life. You're so kind." His hand dropped from your face, and instead he held your hand, pulling you towards the campfire, "Shin-ah? I'm oka–" He shook his head. "[Name]'s eyes.. Tired.. Skin.. Cold.. Need to be warm.." A smile joined your already hot features. For some reason you felt warm from the bottom of your heart whenever Shin-ah worried about you.

Jae-ha.
"[Name]! Hey, [Name], dear?" The greenette suddenly appeared into your vision, and your hit his chest softly, fainting. He held you in his arms, feeling your temperature, he walked you to the tents, plopping you into some warm fabrics. Almost like blankets. "Wait here, [Name], I'll be back." He exited the tent, and then entered again with a cold damp cloth, along with a cold bucket. He put the cloth on your burning forehead, as your shoulders relaxed. You must have a cold, but the exhaustion from you working so hard to keep up with everyone else didn't make the state you were in any better. A few hours later, and you woke up, "Thank you, Jae-ha..." You muttered, as he kissed your nose. "I'll always be here to take care of you, dear."

Zeno.
"Miss? Miiiisss-! Where are you?" He peered around the forest where he'd seen you last walk through, "Zeno is here to take you back!" He slid down a little hill, seeing you laid down on your back in a meadow full of flowers. It was a beautiful sight. Was. Until he realised you'd collapsed, he ran towards you faster than he'd ran for King Hiryuu. "[Name]? [Name]!" He held you against him, as he pressed his forehead against yours, he felt your excruciatingly warm forehead, "Fever.." He muttered, blonde hair blowing with the wind. He pulled out his small medicine bag, having been given some medicine beforehand by Yoon. He tried to pour some into your mouth, which you didn't seem to swallow, it only seeped down your clothes. Zeno's anxiety rose a little more, and he used an old tactic. He poured the medicine into his mouth, and then pressed his lips against yours. The medicine didn't taste too nice. But he wouldn't get sick anyway. Noticing that you swallowed it, his worrisome expression deflated immediately. He felt your temperature go down little by little. "Thank god you're okay, [Name]. Zeno is nothing without you.."

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