"What are you doing?" asked Briel a little shocked.
Erland kissed Briel's lips for a few seconds, making Briel silent with wide eyes.
"Hem... Do you have a fever? Your breath is very hot," Erland said while touching the curve of Briel's neck.
"You bastard! What exactly are you doing?" shouted Briel.
"I checked your temperature," Erland said.
"Can't you do it any other way? If check temperature, you should use a thermometer, not your lips!" annoyed Briel.
Erland chuckled. He gave Briel a quick peck on the lips and left Briel towards a nightstand drawer.
Erland looked for something in his nightstand drawer. Yes, he was looking for fever medicine in his little medicine box.
"Come here!" Erland pulled Briel's hand towards the bed.
Erland pushed Briel to sit on the bed.
"Can you just act normal?" annoyed Briel.
"Already this fever is still fussy, do you want me to kiss again?" Erland asked.
