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"I'll take care of you, even if it's because of your menstruation."

  Everything was dark around you and you didn't mind one bit. You were suffering, no, you felt like you could die any second and you thought that staying in your dark room, completely shut out from the world, could help you forget about the pain. However, not only would it absolutely refuse to go away, but your secluded state made you feel purely and utterly alone. You only yearned for someone's company.

  Not taking it anymore, you turned in your bed to grab your phone that was sitting not too far away from you. A painful groan echoed in your room as a cramp panged at your tummy as you moved from your previously comfortable position. Nonetheless, you found the power to lift your phone and bring it to your face with trembling hands, scrolling down your list of contacts.

  Your fingers quickly found Makoto's phone number, but you stopped just as you were about to press the call button. Should you call him, out of evreryone, to help you out with your women's monthly problems? Could you..?

  You knew very well that if you called him and told him that you didn't feel good, he would sprint over to your place to take care of you until you would be up and bouncing again.

  But could you really make him worry for something that wasn't even a sickness?

  You decided against it and called Gou instead. You knew she would have a solution for you.

  "Hello? Kou-chan's here!"

  "Gou-chaaaaaan... Heeeeelp meeeee..." You moaned as your body was once again taken over by a wave of pain.

  "Eh? [Name]-chan? Is that you? Are you okay?"

  "Gooouuuu... help meeeee..." You were practically crying from the pain now. "I'm in it!!! And I'm dying! I feel so alone! Come over, pleeeeeaaaaseeeee!"

  "Woa! Calm down! I'm sorry but I can't help you today, I'm busy..." She hummed as she searched for a quick solution to your problem. "Why don't you call Makoto instead? He's your boyfriend after all and you know he would do anything for you and that he wouldn't want you to suffer like that."

  "But... I'm in my red week..." You replied weakly, your voice wavering. "I can't possibly..."

  "You know he loves you too much to care about what you have so just call him already!" You heard somebody calling her name in the background. "Ah! Sorry! Gotta go now!"

  And she hung up. Without giving you a satisfying solution. You sighed in desperation. It seemed that your only left option was Makoto.

  You dialed his number with trembling fingers and held the device to your ear with growing anxiety and pain.

  "Hi sweet heart~ How are you?" His lovely voice picked up on the other line after only one ring on your part.

  'He's just too sweet and good for me...' You thought as he waited patiently for your answer, making your eyes water and your voice choke as you spoke.

  "Makotooooo!" You cried back. "I miss you so much..." You hiccuped as you heard him starting to panic on the other end of the line. "And I'm dying!" You cried even harder as a cramp twisted your tummy in a knot.

  "[Name]-chan?! What's wrong?! I-I'm coming right over! Don't worry, I'll be there right away!" He said as he quickly picked up his stuff and ran out of his place, barely taking the time to put his jacket on properly.

  Five minutes later, Makoto was picking up the spare keys that your mother had left to the Tachibana household (against your father's consent) while both she and your father were away on business and unlocked your door after a few failed attempts. He was just so nervous about what he was about to find out on the other side of the door that he couldn't help his hands from trembling so much. He didn't quite understand why you were crying in the first place, but one thing he knew is that he didn't like it. That's how he found himself running as fast as he could to your place, his jacket opened even though it was still cold despite it being the middle of spring, with the spare keys clutched in his hands so hard that it left marks in his palm.

  He panted as he finally stepped inside, glad that he made it so fast. He quickly set his shoes aside before walking up to your room, calling your name and excusing himself for intruding. Once he was in front of your door, he took a deep breath, preparing himself for the worse before gently pushing the door open.

  "[Name]-chan?" Makoto called out softly as he shyly peeked inside your pitch black room (which made him freak out a little at first). "Are you there? It's me, Makoto..."

  "Mmmmmmh Makoto..." He chivered in fright at the tone of your voice.

  It felt like it was death that was calling out to him and he patted the wall with shaking hands for the lightswitch. However, as soon as he had turned it on, you groaned even louder, complaining about the bright light that hurt your eyes and he had to turn it off again before you would decide to kill him.

  "I-I'm so-sorry [Name]-chan..." he muttered, still scared by your zombie state. "C-can I turn on the light now?"

  "No." He gulped as your categoric answer.

  "But I want to see you..." He told you sweetly, trying to soothe you, but you didn't react. "[Name]-chan, please..." He begged, but still no reaction from you. "I can't help you if I can't see you..."

  You finally gave in, letting him open half of your curtain so that some light could filter in the room. He sighed in relief and carefully walked over to your window, careful not to trip on anything.

  You eyed him as he went, your eyes having long since ajusted to the total darkness around you. His movements were uncertain and his hands were still trembling. You felt bad as you knew how easily scared the gentle giant could get, but not having paid any heed to it before now. You rolled on your other side in shame, your back now facing him as he had finally reached you window and slowly parted the curtains as to not startle you like earlier.

  Once he could clearly see your room, Makoto made his way to your bed, sitting on the edge of it.

  You felt his hand gently pressing on your arm to get your attention, but you didn't move. You were still trying to feel comfortable under your blankets and your eyes were a little watery from the overload of emotion and pain that were currently taking over your body.

  "Makoto..." You sniffed quietly. "What took you so long? I called you an hour ago..."

  "It's been barely ten minutes since you called me, [Name]-chan." He told you ever so delicately, not having missed the cacking in your voice.

  "But it felt so long... Like it's been hours!"

  "I would never make you wait for so long. You know that, right?" He bent over your form to place a light peck on your temple.

  You sighed contently as his warmth seemed to spread from that spot where he just kissed you to the rest of your body, making you relax a little.

  "You're right." You admitted, slowly rolling on your back to take a good look at him.

  He was wearing a casual t-shirt with his Iwatobi vest unzipped. Poor boy didn't even take the time to put on his coat in his hurry. You realized that his hair was a little messy from all the running and that he had forgotten to take off his glasses before he left his house. Even though he wasn't at his best, he still looked the much more adorable in your eyes.

  However, on Makoto's point of view, what he saw as you faced him scared him. Your skin was so pale and you had defined purple bags under your glassy eyes from the exaustion.

  "[Name]-chan..." He murmured, at a loss of words, caressing your face as if it could make your sickness disappear.

  "Makoto... I want to cuddle." You suddenly demanded.

  "Eh?" Makoto blinked a few time as his brain slowly proceeded the words. "I would but... I should make you lunch first, no?"

  "No." You deadpanned. "I'm not hungry anyway. Come on! Mako! Cuddle with me~"

  Not able to go aginst the cute pout that was displayed on your features, Makoto surrendered, laying down beside you and placing an arm around your waist as he breathed in your sent. Even sick, you still smelt just as sweet as usual for him.

  "No! Not on top!" You sighed exasperated. "I want you to cuddle UNDER the covers!"

  At first startled by your sudden outburst, your words still made Makoto blush like crazy once it had processed in his brain. Only a few times you two had shared the same cover while watching a movie, sitting comfortably on a couch, but a bed... This was totally different! He didn't know if he could do it!

  "Makoto... I'm cold..." You muttered, your face half hidden under the blanket.

  Gulping silently, the gentle giant carefully slipped his tall frame beside yours under the plush covers, slipping an arm under your pillow and the other around your waist so that the both of you could be comfortable.

  You sighed in content, turning your back to him and taking his warm arm hostage to press it hard on your lower stomach were it hurt the most. It felt so good that your mind, eased from the constant waves of pain that kept you awake for so long now, slowly drifted to sleep.

  "Um... [Name]-chan?" Makoto's voice shook you from your light nap after a few minutes. "Do you want to tell me what's wrong? Please?"

  You tensed, remembering why you didn't want to call him in the first place. But despite his usual easygoing nature, Makoto wasn't planning on letting it slide this time around. He was really worried for you and he was determined to help you as much as he could. Though, he couldn't do it properly if he didn't know what he was dealing with. He knew it wasn't a cold or the flu, as you weren't sniffing.

  "I'm in my... period..." You said, your voice just barely above a whisper.

  Makoto blanched at first, not used to being confronted to that kind of problem. Even Gou never said anything about that to him and they were close friends.

  "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel awkward." You brought him out of his thoughts. "I understand if..."

  "I won't leave you for this, [Name]-chan." He softly interrupted you. "I'll take care of you, even if it's because of your menstruation."

  "Really?" You peeked up at him, your eyes shining with admiration for the man.

  "Of course! I'll do anything for you!" He smiled brightly, making your heart skip a beat as usual.

  Tears welled up in your eyes as pure happiness made your heart flutter. Panic took over Makoto's senses at the sight and he hurried to whipe your tears, but more kept falling.

  "Ah! No! Please, don't cry! I-I didn't mean to-!"

  "Mako! You're just so sweet!"

  He sweat dropped and held you closer, stroking your hair delicately to calm you down. Not long after, you were fast asleep again. He took the opportunity to slip out of the bed and head to your kitchen to prepare something for you to eat. Problem was: he had no idea what he could do nor what you would want to eat. He thought about it for a moment and decided to call his friends for advice. First was his water loving best friend.

  "Haruka speaking."

  "Ah! Haru! Can you help me with something?" It was silent for a moment and Makoto took it as a sign to continue. "I'm at [Name]-chan's house and I wanted to cook something for her, but I don't know what. Do you have any suggestions?"

  "Mackarel."

  "Haru!" Makoto sighed, desperated by his friend's never changing choice of meal. "She's sick! Well, not exactly, but... I'm pretty sure she won't want to eat that."

  "Mackarel soup."

  Makoto stayed silent, trying his best not to sigh.

  "Mackarel porridge." Haruka added after a short silence.

  "Haru! Stop with the mackarel already..." The green eyed male ran one hand down his face. "Ah... I'll just ask Nagisa... But before that, do you know how I'm supposed to take care of a girl that is... um... menstruated?"

  Bip. Bip. Bip.

  "Haru? Aww! Don't hang up on me like that!" Makoto groaned before dialing a new number.

  "Hi~" Nagisa's happy voice shrilled in the brunette's ear, making him flinch.

  "Ah, Nagisa, could you help me with something? [Name]-chan's menstruated and I want to prepare her lunch, but I-"

  "I'm sorry Mako-chan, but I can't help you with that. See ya 'round!"

  And he hung up. Makoto sighed again before calling Rei, hoping that he would not do the same as the two before him.

  "Ryuugazaki's speaking."

  "Rei, please, don't hang up on me! I need your help! [Name]-chan's in her period and I don't know how to deal with it. I want to cook something for her, but I don't know what..." Makoto quickly blurted out.

  "Okay, first of all, you need to calm down, Makoto-sempai. I don't think one can take care of someone when in a state of panic. It forces irrationnal decisions to take place..."

  And he went on and on with his precious theories, giving the swimmer another biology class through the phone. Though, it didn't help him one bit. He didn't want to know how menstruations worked scientifically, he wanted to know how to deal with them and what he could be confronted to!

  "Mh... Mako?" The boy picked up your sleepy voice coming from your room. "Where are you? Makooo?"

  He excused himself, interrupting Rei's ranting about the emotional roaller coasters that were caused by female hormones, and hung up on him as soon as he heard a muffled thud followed by a grunt. He ran up to your room just as you were walking out, your blanket wrapped around you like a walking burrito. He chuckled at the adorable sight and started to walk you back to your room, but you shook him off.

  "Why weren't you still in the bed? I thought you had left me..." you pouted, your eyes downcast.

  "Of course not." He smiled gently down at you, patting your head. "I was about to prepare you lunch, so what would you like to eat? I can do anything you want!"

  "Makoto." You stared up with unimpressed eyes. "My tummy hurts. Badly. I don't feel like eating anything."

  "But you won't get better if you don't eat..." He tried to convince you.

  "I won't get better until one week has passed, when it'll be all over." You stated. "Now, I still want to cuddle and watch some TV." You shuffeled your way to the living room, Makoto following closely behind you, making sure that you wouldn't trip.

  "At least, let me prepare you a shake. Please, [Name]-chan, you need to at least drink something that will give you some sort of energy to fight the pain..."

  "All I need to fight the pain is you." You declared as you plopped on the couch. "Now come and cuddle with me~"

  For the second time that day, Makoto surrendered to your desire, afraid that he would make you cry if he tried to change your mind about the shake. He walked over to the couch and sat down beside you, offering his shoulder and laps for you to rest your head on, but it seemed that you had other plans in mind as you wiggled your way to hop between his legs, your head finding its way in the crook of his neck. He blushed at your unusual fowardness, but didn't complain as he knew he was the only one to be able to hold you like that as you would shy away from anybody else's hugs.

  A smile found its way onto his features and he placed a quick kiss on top of your head, making you sigh contently, exaustion taking its tole on you once again, the sounds from the TV being drowned by Makoto's heartbeat and lulling you to dreamland.

  An hour later, you were fast asleep again, curled up between Makoto's legs with his arms warming up your tummy and his head resting on top of yours as he listened to your gentle snoring, his ever gentle smile never faltering.In the end, he couldn't make you eat anything and he was still not sure how he was supposed to deal with your moodswings. In fact, he was sure he would still be clumsy about it even in a few years...

  "It's worth it though..." He whispered to himself as he planted another kiss on your temple, holding you closer.

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"I'll take care of you, even if it's because of your menstruation."

  Everything was dark around you and you didn't mind one bit. You were suffering, no, you felt like you could die any second and you thought that staying in your dark room, completely shut out from the world, could help you forget about the pain. However, not only would it absolutely refuse to go away, but your secluded state made you feel purely and utterly alone. You only yearned for someone's company.

  Not taking it anymore, you turned in your bed to grab your phone that was sitting not too far away from you. A painful groan echoed in your room as a cramp panged at your tummy as you moved from your previously comfortable position. Nonetheless, you found the power to lift your phone and bring it to your face with trembling hands, scrolling down your list of contacts.

  Your fingers quickly found Makoto's phone number, but you stopped just as you were about to press the call button. Should you call him, out of evreryone, to help you out with your women's monthly problems? Could you..?

  You knew very well that if you called him and told him that you didn't feel good, he would sprint over to your place to take care of you until you would be up and bouncing again.

  But could you really make him worry for something that wasn't even a sickness?

  You decided against it and called Gou instead. You knew she would have a solution for you.

  "Hello? Kou-chan's here!"

  "Gou-chaaaaaan... Heeeeelp meeeee..." You moaned as your body was once again taken over by a wave of pain.

  "Eh? [Name]-chan? Is that you? Are you okay?"

  "Gooouuuu... help meeeee..." You were practically crying from the pain now. "I'm in it!!! And I'm dying! I feel so alone! Come over, pleeeeeaaaaseeeee!"

  "Woa! Calm down! I'm sorry but I can't help you today, I'm busy..." She hummed as she searched for a quick solution to your problem. "Why don't you call Makoto instead? He's your boyfriend after all and you know he would do anything for you and that he wouldn't want you to suffer like that."

  "But... I'm in my red week..." You replied weakly, your voice wavering. "I can't possibly..."

  "You know he loves you too much to care about what you have so just call him already!" You heard somebody calling her name in the background. "Ah! Sorry! Gotta go now!"

  And she hung up. Without giving you a satisfying solution. You sighed in desperation. It seemed that your only left option was Makoto.

  You dialed his number with trembling fingers and held the device to your ear with growing anxiety and pain.

  "Hi sweet heart~ How are you?" His lovely voice picked up on the other line after only one ring on your part.

  'He's just too sweet and good for me...' You thought as he waited patiently for your answer, making your eyes water and your voice choke as you spoke.

  "Makotooooo!" You cried back. "I miss you so much..." You hiccuped as you heard him starting to panic on the other end of the line. "And I'm dying!" You cried even harder as a cramp twisted your tummy in a knot.

  "[Name]-chan?! What's wrong?! I-I'm coming right over! Don't worry, I'll be there right away!" He said as he quickly picked up his stuff and ran out of his place, barely taking the time to put his jacket on properly.

  Five minutes later, Makoto was picking up the spare keys that your mother had left to the Tachibana household (against your father's consent) while both she and your father were away on business and unlocked your door after a few failed attempts. He was just so nervous about what he was about to find out on the other side of the door that he couldn't help his hands from trembling so much. He didn't quite understand why you were crying in the first place, but one thing he knew is that he didn't like it. That's how he found himself running as fast as he could to your place, his jacket opened even though it was still cold despite it being the middle of spring, with the spare keys clutched in his hands so hard that it left marks in his palm.

  He panted as he finally stepped inside, glad that he made it so fast. He quickly set his shoes aside before walking up to your room, calling your name and excusing himself for intruding. Once he was in front of your door, he took a deep breath, preparing himself for the worse before gently pushing the door open.

  "[Name]-chan?" Makoto called out softly as he shyly peeked inside your pitch black room (which made him freak out a little at first). "Are you there? It's me, Makoto..."

  "Mmmmmmh Makoto..." He chivered in fright at the tone of your voice.

  It felt like it was death that was calling out to him and he patted the wall with shaking hands for the lightswitch. However, as soon as he had turned it on, you groaned even louder, complaining about the bright light that hurt your eyes and he had to turn it off again before you would decide to kill him.

  "I-I'm so-sorry [Name]-chan..." he muttered, still scared by your zombie state. "C-can I turn on the light now?"

  "No." He gulped as your categoric answer.

  "But I want to see you..." He told you sweetly, trying to soothe you, but you didn't react. "[Name]-chan, please..." He begged, but still no reaction from you. "I can't help you if I can't see you..."

  You finally gave in, letting him open half of your curtain so that some light could filter in the room. He sighed in relief and carefully walked over to your window, careful not to trip on anything.

  You eyed him as he went, your eyes having long since ajusted to the total darkness around you. His movements were uncertain and his hands were still trembling. You felt bad as you knew how easily scared the gentle giant could get, but not having paid any heed to it before now. You rolled on your other side in shame, your back now facing him as he had finally reached you window and slowly parted the curtains as to not startle you like earlier.

  Once he could clearly see your room, Makoto made his way to your bed, sitting on the edge of it.

  You felt his hand gently pressing on your arm to get your attention, but you didn't move. You were still trying to feel comfortable under your blankets and your eyes were a little watery from the overload of emotion and pain that were currently taking over your body.

  "Makoto..." You sniffed quietly. "What took you so long? I called you an hour ago..."

  "It's been barely ten minutes since you called me, [Name]-chan." He told you ever so delicately, not having missed the cacking in your voice.

  "But it felt so long... Like it's been hours!"

  "I would never make you wait for so long. You know that, right?" He bent over your form to place a light peck on your temple.

  You sighed contently as his warmth seemed to spread from that spot where he just kissed you to the rest of your body, making you relax a little.

  "You're right." You admitted, slowly rolling on your back to take a good look at him.

  He was wearing a casual t-shirt with his Iwatobi vest unzipped. Poor boy didn't even take the time to put on his coat in his hurry. You realized that his hair was a little messy from all the running and that he had forgotten to take off his glasses before he left his house. Even though he wasn't at his best, he still looked the much more adorable in your eyes.

  However, on Makoto's point of view, what he saw as you faced him scared him. Your skin was so pale and you had defined purple bags under your glassy eyes from the exaustion.

  "[Name]-chan..." He murmured, at a loss of words, caressing your face as if it could make your sickness disappear.

  "Makoto... I want to cuddle." You suddenly demanded.

  "Eh?" Makoto blinked a few time as his brain slowly proceeded the words. "I would but... I should make you lunch first, no?"

  "No." You deadpanned. "I'm not hungry anyway. Come on! Mako! Cuddle with me~"

  Not able to go aginst the cute pout that was displayed on your features, Makoto surrendered, laying down beside you and placing an arm around your waist as he breathed in your sent. Even sick, you still smelt just as sweet as usual for him.

  "No! Not on top!" You sighed exasperated. "I want you to cuddle UNDER the covers!"

  At first startled by your sudden outburst, your words still made Makoto blush like crazy once it had processed in his brain. Only a few times you two had shared the same cover while watching a movie, sitting comfortably on a couch, but a bed... This was totally different! He didn't know if he could do it!

  "Makoto... I'm cold..." You muttered, your face half hidden under the blanket.

  Gulping silently, the gentle giant carefully slipped his tall frame beside yours under the plush covers, slipping an arm under your pillow and the other around your waist so that the both of you could be comfortable.

  You sighed in content, turning your back to him and taking his warm arm hostage to press it hard on your lower stomach were it hurt the most. It felt so good that your mind, eased from the constant waves of pain that kept you awake for so long now, slowly drifted to sleep.

  "Um... [Name]-chan?" Makoto's voice shook you from your light nap after a few minutes. "Do you want to tell me what's wrong? Please?"

  You tensed, remembering why you didn't want to call him in the first place. But despite his usual easygoing nature, Makoto wasn't planning on letting it slide this time around. He was really worried for you and he was determined to help you as much as he could. Though, he couldn't do it properly if he didn't know what he was dealing with. He knew it wasn't a cold or the flu, as you weren't sniffing.

  "I'm in my... period..." You said, your voice just barely above a whisper.

  Makoto blanched at first, not used to being confronted to that kind of problem. Even Gou never said anything about that to him and they were close friends.

  "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel awkward." You brought him out of his thoughts. "I understand if..."

  "I won't leave you for this, [Name]-chan." He softly interrupted you. "I'll take care of you, even if it's because of your menstruation."

  "Really?" You peeked up at him, your eyes shining with admiration for the man.

  "Of course! I'll do anything for you!" He smiled brightly, making your heart skip a beat as usual.

  Tears welled up in your eyes as pure happiness made your heart flutter. Panic took over Makoto's senses at the sight and he hurried to whipe your tears, but more kept falling.

  "Ah! No! Please, don't cry! I-I didn't mean to-!"

  "Mako! You're just so sweet!"

  He sweat dropped and held you closer, stroking your hair delicately to calm you down. Not long after, you were fast asleep again. He took the opportunity to slip out of the bed and head to your kitchen to prepare something for you to eat. Problem was: he had no idea what he could do nor what you would want to eat. He thought about it for a moment and decided to call his friends for advice. First was his water loving best friend.

  "Haruka speaking."

  "Ah! Haru! Can you help me with something?" It was silent for a moment and Makoto took it as a sign to continue. "I'm at [Name]-chan's house and I wanted to cook something for her, but I don't know what. Do you have any suggestions?"

  "Mackarel."

  "Haru!" Makoto sighed, desperated by his friend's never changing choice of meal. "She's sick! Well, not exactly, but... I'm pretty sure she won't want to eat that."

  "Mackarel soup."

  Makoto stayed silent, trying his best not to sigh.

  "Mackarel porridge." Haruka added after a short silence.

  "Haru! Stop with the mackarel already..." The green eyed male ran one hand down his face. "Ah... I'll just ask Nagisa... But before that, do you know how I'm supposed to take care of a girl that is... um... menstruated?"

  Bip. Bip. Bip.

  "Haru? Aww! Don't hang up on me like that!" Makoto groaned before dialing a new number.

  "Hi~" Nagisa's happy voice shrilled in the brunette's ear, making him flinch.

  "Ah, Nagisa, could you help me with something? [Name]-chan's menstruated and I want to prepare her lunch, but I-"

  "I'm sorry Mako-chan, but I can't help you with that. See ya 'round!"

  And he hung up. Makoto sighed again before calling Rei, hoping that he would not do the same as the two before him.

  "Ryuugazaki's speaking."

  "Rei, please, don't hang up on me! I need your help! [Name]-chan's in her period and I don't know how to deal with it. I want to cook something for her, but I don't know what..." Makoto quickly blurted out.

  "Okay, first of all, you need to calm down, Makoto-sempai. I don't think one can take care of someone when in a state of panic. It forces irrationnal decisions to take place..."

  And he went on and on with his precious theories, giving the swimmer another biology class through the phone. Though, it didn't help him one bit. He didn't want to know how menstruations worked scientifically, he wanted to know how to deal with them and what he could be confronted to!

  "Mh... Mako?" The boy picked up your sleepy voice coming from your room. "Where are you? Makooo?"

  He excused himself, interrupting Rei's ranting about the emotional roaller coasters that were caused by female hormones, and hung up on him as soon as he heard a muffled thud followed by a grunt. He ran up to your room just as you were walking out, your blanket wrapped around you like a walking burrito. He chuckled at the adorable sight and started to walk you back to your room, but you shook him off.

  "Why weren't you still in the bed? I thought you had left me..." you pouted, your eyes downcast.

  "Of course not." He smiled gently down at you, patting your head. "I was about to prepare you lunch, so what would you like to eat? I can do anything you want!"

  "Makoto." You stared up with unimpressed eyes. "My tummy hurts. Badly. I don't feel like eating anything."

  "But you won't get better if you don't eat..." He tried to convince you.

  "I won't get better until one week has passed, when it'll be all over." You stated. "Now, I still want to cuddle and watch some TV." You shuffeled your way to the living room, Makoto following closely behind you, making sure that you wouldn't trip.

  "At least, let me prepare you a shake. Please, [Name]-chan, you need to at least drink something that will give you some sort of energy to fight the pain..."

  "All I need to fight the pain is you." You declared as you plopped on the couch. "Now come and cuddle with me~"

  For the second time that day, Makoto surrendered to your desire, afraid that he would make you cry if he tried to change your mind about the shake. He walked over to the couch and sat down beside you, offering his shoulder and laps for you to rest your head on, but it seemed that you had other plans in mind as you wiggled your way to hop between his legs, your head finding its way in the crook of his neck. He blushed at your unusual fowardness, but didn't complain as he knew he was the only one to be able to hold you like that as you would shy away from anybody else's hugs.

  A smile found its way onto his features and he placed a quick kiss on top of your head, making you sigh contently, exaustion taking its tole on you once again, the sounds from the TV being drowned by Makoto's heartbeat and lulling you to dreamland.

  An hour later, you were fast asleep again, curled up between Makoto's legs with his arms warming up your tummy and his head resting on top of yours as he listened to your gentle snoring, his ever gentle smile never faltering.In the end, he couldn't make you eat anything and he was still not sure how he was supposed to deal with your moodswings. In fact, he was sure he would still be clumsy about it even in a few years...

  "It's worth it though..." He whispered to himself as he planted another kiss on your temple, holding you closer.