My Love from my Photograph

Part 7

(Y/n)'s POV

The cold must have knock me out, I am once again carried to somewhere else again. This time, it's my bedroom. When I flutter my eyes open, I can see that Joseph is the one by my side. He sleeps on the chair with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"Monsieur... J-joseph?" I gently touch his hand, his eyes then open immediately. "Ah, bonjour, mon chéri. You must be hungry now, I'll go get you breakfast." He stands up, but my hand grabs for his out of the blue. He gives me a questioning look, and that's when I realized I am doing something without thinking. I quickly shrink my hand back, while looking at the blanket I thank him for his kindness."Mer-merci... "

His look is then replace with a warm smile. "It's nothing, have your rest. I'll be back soon." Several seconds after his leave, there's a knock on the door, it's Michiko. I let her in, she comes in with a thermal flask.

"Ohayo, (Y/n)-san! I've brought you some chicken soup. I heard that this would be good for recovering cold."

"Huh? You knew as w-well?"

"Yes I did. It's actually Joseph-san who carried you back here last night. He even insisted on taking care of you even though he skipped his dinner. How sweet of him, isn't it, (Y/n)-san?" She covers her giggles.

"O-oh dear..." I cover myself in my blanket.

Sensing Joseph is coming, she quickly dismiss herself, saying to give us "personal space". "I have to go help Violetta on something, I'll be leaving you two then, bye~"

"(Y/n)? Are you alright? Why are you covering yourself in the blanket? It's going to cause suffocation, you know." He pulls my blanket off my head. "Oh mon Dieu! Why is your face red out of sudden? Is it not enough ventilation here? Are you having a fever?"He quickly place his hand on my forehead.

"U-uh, non... "

"Well, how come your face would become red in such short period of time?"

"Pr-probably because I.. um, cover myself in the blanket?"

He sighs and continues,"Don't do that again, alright?" He places a bowl of broth, saying it's good for health."It's said that some kind of bug happened during your game, which you can't be teleported back to the room. I've got your book back too, I was shocked to know that you've been trapped in there for more than twelve hours."

"Twelve h-hours?" I've had no idea I was there for that long.

"Indeed, so you'll need more warmth, make yourself cozy while you rest."

"Thank you." It makes me feel uncomfortable as he watches me eating the broth quietly. "Monsieur Joseph? A-are you not having your breakfast?"

"I'll have to make sure you finish yours before I go have mine."

"Uh, I'm actually f-fine here. You could go--"

"No. I insist that you finish yours first."

"Oh-oh okay..." I try to finish it as fast as I can, I wouldn't want him to skip his meal again. But eating too fast is making me cough, Joseph pats my back and gets the bowl from my hands. "Here," he scoops a spoonful of broth and sends it in front of my mouth. Is he trying to feed me? My face flusters at that thought.

"It-it's fine. I can do it mysel--"

"Let me feed you, eating too fast is unhealthy for your body. Ah?"

Fine then, my inner head is grumbling for having to be embarrassed about this action. "Ah.."

"Bien fille. Here's another one." One spoon after another, until the broth is finished. "Well then, I'll go and have my breakfast now. Adieu, mon chéri."