I'll Cure You

I woke up, smelling something pleasing that made my stomach growl.

"Eat."

As soon as my eyes flung open, Laurent shoved a bowl of meal on my face, his blonde hair back in that neat and tidy style. He was wearing his usual black suit and was already out of bed. My eyes shifted at the window, the thin curtains swaying softly with the wind. The sun is already setting. I bet classes just ended.

"Will you eat or will you eat?" Laurent already had his eyebrows raised while glaring at me.

Mother of cow, his motherly attitude is on mode again.

"Thanks," I took the bowl, rubbing my eyes to shake the drowsiness off. Laurent took the chair and sat beside my bed, his eyebrow raised, and arms crossed, grinning at me.

I see, the scribbles I drew on his face are now gone.

"You put something on my face, don't you?" I asked, eating my meal with narrowed eyes. You know, this guy won't just sit back and not take revenge. He's very childish for a guardian!

"You started it," he shrugged. "Anyway, s