Looking After the Sick Rabbit
Misaki’s round emerald eyes stared up at the clock, watching it as it went, “tick tick tick”. He sighed to himself. It was 8am. “I wonder if Usagi has pulled an all-nighter…?” he pondered. “No, if that was true, he’d be up and eating breakfast…” a worried expression washed across his face before he trudged up the stairs wearily.
Misaki gulped a little before gently knocking on the door of Usami’s bedroom. “U… Usagi-san…?” his meek call was met with a low grumble from within the room.
“I’m coming in.” Misaki said, relieved at a response, and opened the door.
It took a few seconds for Misaki’s eyes to adjust to the darkness of the room. They drifted to the bed, fully expecting dark violet eyes to be glaring at him threateningly. But… Nothing. The violet eyes were sealed behind Usami’s eyelids, as he was curled up tightly within the bed sheets, clutching the l