Shisui Acts Spoiled

Koki returned very quickly. Fearing that Shisui would be uncomfortable waiting, he hurriedly prepared medicine, filled a glass of water, and then returned to Shisui's side with everything.

"Take a sip of water first." The water glass felt exceptionally steady in Koki's hands. His fingers gently gripped the handle, his gaze never leaving the Shisui.

Shisui nodded gently and obediently drank the water in one gulp.

Next, Koki took out the antipyretics from the medicine box and carefully divided them according to the dosage.

His movements were practiced and precise; clearly, this wasn't the first time he'd done something like this.

"Shisui, this is your medicine. You'll feel better after taking it." Koki handed the medicine to Shisui.

"I don't want to eat~" Although Shisui's voice had been moistened by the water, it was still hoarse. As the comfort in his throat gradually returned, he was able to speak normally.

Looking at the pills in Koki's hand, Shisui looked resistant. He had hardly ever taken medicine. On the few times he had been sick, Shisui had always relied on his body's resistance to tough it out.

Moreover... Moreover, people especially want to act cute when they are vulnerable, especially when facing Koki. His illness seems to have given him a cloak of willfulness, and deep down he longs for Koki's gentle comfort.

He had witnessed Koki's gentleness when Itachi was sick, and in his fantasy, Shisui's cheeks flushed even more deeply.

It was a different kind of crimson, like a peach blossom blooming in early spring, delicate and fragile.

His skin was already delicate, but now, under the high temperature, it shone with an almost transparent, moist glow.

Shisui couldn't help but ask himself, what am I doing? Why am I being jealous of a child?

Shisui's eyes actually droop slightly when she's shy.

Just like his current state, when shyness welled up in his heart, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he no longer dared to look directly into Koki's concerned gaze.

Koki's gaze was drawn to Shisui's eyes as if by a magnet.

Shisui's eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings fluttering in the autumn wind, gently moving, carrying a hint of shyness and anticipation.

Koki suddenly realized that Shisui's eyelashes were also so captivating, similar to Itachi's; both of them had truly beautiful eyelashes.

A unique tenderness flickered in Shisui's eyes, as if to say, "Koki, can you comfort me again?"

"Someone older than me, why do I need to comfort them?" Koki chuckled to herself.

Just then, Shisui inadvertently looked up and met Koki's warm smile.

That smile was like the warm spring sun, gentle and not dazzling, yet possessing the power to melt everything.

Koki's lips curled up slightly, her eyes full of laughter.

Shisui's heart raced in that instant, and his cheeks flushed uncontrollably, a heat that even a fever couldn't match.

His eyes darted around nervously, trying to avoid Koki's direct and caring gaze.

However, no matter how he changed his perspective, Koki's smiling face was deeply imprinted in his mind, impossible to erase.

Shisui felt the heat on her face gradually increase, as if the heat was spreading from her cheeks to her ears and then to her neck.

He began to regret his actions. Why had he shown such vulnerability in front of Koki? Why had he displayed such childish resistance in front of him?

Will Koki think she's childish?

Actually, he's a mature person and can take care of Koki.

But tonight, for some reason, Shisui felt like acting cute.

I'm older than Koki!

In the agonizing struggle of this inner conflict, Shisui felt her face turn as red as if it were about to bleed.

In that tense moment, he hurriedly lowered his head, as if hoping to bury his face deep in the soft bedding, as if that would hide his shyness and unease.

His movements appeared somewhat clumsy, but his eagerness to escape was unmistakable.

"Alright, Shisui, are you trying to suffocate yourself?" Koki asked with a smile, her eyes fixed on Shisui, who was practically burying his head completely under the covers.

"No, that's not true." After a moment, Shisui slowly peeked out from under the covers. His cheeks were still slightly flushed, but at least he was able to face Koki with composure.

"Give it to me, I'll eat it myself." Shisui reached out, her fingertips trembling slightly, trying to take the water and medicine from Koki's hand.

However, just as his fingertips were about to touch the medicine, Koki gently moved her hand, skillfully avoiding Shisui's attempt.

Shisui's hand froze in mid-air, momentarily at a loss, a look of confusion and surprise flashing across his face.

Koki still had that gentle smile on his face, and he said in an almost indulgent tone, "Sweetie, let me help you. You're not feeling well right now and need to rest. Don't force yourself to do these little things."

Koki, of course, understood that Shisui wanted her to coax him, so she granted his wish.

Under the Koki's bright eyes, Shisui's feelings were gently embraced, like dewdrops in the morning light.

My dear baby... Shisui's cheeks flushed a shy blush, like the peak of the sunset, a fiery blush that seemed to ignite the whole world with the joy in her heart.

That title—"Good boy"—was an unprecedented expression of intimacy and pampering for Shisui, who always prided himself on being strong. He had never imagined that he would be called that one day, especially in front of Koki.

That's clearly the name Koki used when coaxing Itachi!

Good heavens, Shisui was so happy at that moment that he didn't know what to do.

His heart pounded like a drum, pounding against his chaotic thoughts; the words he could usually utter effortlessly had vanished without a trace.

Why does he always feel utterly defeated in front of Koki?

His gaze wandered, yearning for a peaceful haven, but ultimately, it was irresistibly drawn to Koki's eyes, which shone like stars.

Koki's gaze was gentle yet firm, and his smile carried a hint of barely perceptible amusement, as if he were admiring Shisui's rare display of shyness.

Koki continued to whisper softly, her voice as gentle as a doting spring breeze, caressing Shisui's heart, "Shisui, look at you, your face is so rosy, you're so cute. Here, take your medicine, so your fever will go down quickly and we can go outside to play together."

Koki spoke, she gently placed the fever reducer to Shisui's lips.

Under his gentle coaxing, Shisui's mood blossomed like a flower. He opened his mouth in a daze and accepted the medicine that Koki handed him. Then, Koki handed him a glass of warm water to help him swallow the pills smoothly.

After taking the medicine, Shisui felt a slight drowsiness wash over him; his eyelids began to droop, and his consciousness became somewhat blurred.

However, just as he was about to drift off into a deep sleep, he could still feel Koki's gentle hands covering him with a warm blanket, her tender fingertips gently stroking his forehead, checking if his body temperature had eased.

Turns out, being cute really works!

This was the last whispered thought that Shisui uttered before drifting into a sweet dream.