Raising his arm, he gently stroked the fine hair on her face so as not to disturb her sleep. But when he ran his fingertips through her hair, tucking them behind her ears, she flinched in shock and snapped out of her doze to look at him with her chin up.
"William? Are you awake? How is it...? How are you feeling now? Has the fever subsided?" Immediately, warm palms were placed on his neck, forehead, and cheeks to measure his temperature.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up, don't worry, I'm much better now." He muttered in a polite voice, looking sharply at her confused grimace.
"But your body temperature is still a little fever... I think proper medication and rest will get better soon, William." She asserted with a worried face.
Seeing her worrying about him impatiently, a faint smile appeared on his face. He took her arm tenderly, stroking her knuckles at the same time. "Are you staying up late to take care of me?"
