V
He wouldn’t let them anywhere near him. He woke up with a fever that morning, and immediately kicked MC out of the bedroom when he found out. He has been locked in there ever since. V is quite different when he’s sick. He didn’t want anyone to catch anything, so he usually avoided anyone that tried to come near him, and that included MC.
MC knocked on the door. “V? I brought you some chicken soup and medicine!”
“Just leave it there, MC! I’ll get it later.” He said through the door.
“You’re being ridiculous, V! It’s just a fever!”
“Better safe than sorry, love!”
V lay there, thinking about how things were. He remembered when he was still with Rika, whenever he got sick, she’s be so paranoid and force him to stay away, lest he get anyone sick. He knew MC would never think like that, but old habits die hard.
He opened the door to get his food, but as soon as he did, he saw that MC was still standing there.
“M-MC!” He stuttered.
“Let me in, V!” They said and pushed passed him into the bedroom. They placed the food on the table, then went back to guide him back on the bed. They checked his temperature. “You’re still quite warm.”
“Yes I am which is why you shouldn’t be in here, MC.”
“Oh, hush.” They said and picked up the soup. They placed the spoon close to his mouth. “Eat this so you can drink your medicine.”
V stared at it for a moment, before finally giving in. He knew that when MC got like this, there was no arguing with them.
V finished the food and did everything that MC told him to. Finally, after a while, he was starting to feel better.
“So are you finally going to tell me why you’ve been acting so strangely?” They asked.
V looked away. “It’s just that Rika never liked me being around anyone when I was sick. It’s sort of a habit now, I guess.”
MC held his hand. “You know I’d never think like that, V.”
V blushed. “I know.”
“Actually, I think I know just what’ll make you feel better.”