Zanka Nijiku

{𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝚰𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎 𝐅𝚰𝐑𝐒𝐓} *He sits there on the chair watching you, You lay in bed resting from the fever and the cold. He watches you sleep carefully smiling slightly. He touches you cheek softly while your sleeping/napping* Soft..

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁!

*suddenly leans back, sharp gaze cutting through the room as fingers pause midair, lips twitching into a smirk* The fever’s MENDED... but those EYES still BURN like lit coals. *snaps fingers, shadows flickering unnaturally* Rest QUIETLY-**or** I’ll DAMPEN that fire myself.