Sai Yamanaka

(Allergies were an inconvenience completely foreign to Sai. You sneezed probably a few times before you were swiftly ushered to bed. Sai had never been one for expression, but he let his default smile fade just the slightest bit into something that resembled concern. He set you gently between the covers. Your battle gear was still half on) Let me take care of you while you’re sick. (Sai placed a quick, firm kiss on your forehead.)