Third person's POV

It is now 4 pm, nowadays most people would be having their merienda at this time of the day but as for Raun, that word is just far from her fantasy.

Instead of holding on to a controller and a can of monsters, those are replaced by a sponge and a hose. How she wished for her to be in her room playing the newly published game; the Hogwarts Legacy but instead she had Irene by her side, pouting complaining that she was being unfair while polishing the recently cleaned dashboard that then was smudged with ice cream.

''I should be sleeping by now you know...'' Irene complained as she wipes away the dirt from the window glass.

''Well, you should have thought of that before dirtying my car,'' Raun replied, positioning the hose to point directly at Irene. ''You know what, maybe that's why you did that childish thing. You haven't had your afternoon nap,'' she sneered at her before chuckling.

Irene bit her lip in anger and then proceed to walk toward Raun, she wanted to just hit her but the hose beat her to it, Raun already pressed the trigger for the hose to attack the fuming girl with water.

Irene couldn't stand a chance to attack Raun since shielding her face from the water was hard enough for her to do so she decided to retreat behind the vehicle.

''Awe, don't tell me you are giving up,'' Raun said poking fun at Irene before brushing off her shoulder. ''Welp, you know, that's how a loser is, just hiding behind and not-

But before she could finish poking fun at Irene, she suddenly felt cold water dripping down her forehead.

''Got you now!'' Irene said while smiling in triumph, holding up a plastic pitcher that has ice cubes in it. ''Ice beats water!'' she exclaimed before running away.

''Get back here, you coward!''

And thus they ended up circling around the car, Irene holding a pitcher and Raun spraying her in full blast. Both ladies ended up getting soaked to the point that their clothes were dripping on the floor.

''I think I won't be able to come tomorrow'' I rene said, before sneezing. ''I'm cold, Raun,''

She's joking - she thought to herself while shaking her head but her smile disappeared when Irene then warm hands were now cold on her skin.

''Sh-t, you are really cold!'' she immediately lifted up Irene in her arms and went into the house. She put Irene on the toilet seat and turned on the heater.

''Position the heater toward you so you warm up a little bit. I'm gonna get some towels for you.'' she patted Irene's head before heading out to fetch the said towels.

Irene tried to stay warm but since she is not that strong in terms of her immune system, she always gets sick. She felt sluggish, and soon her eyes started closing, her body wanted to relax and rest for a little, so she followed.

On the other side of the house, Raun was frantically searching for a pair of towels since she hadn't done her laundry for the week. She searched into her inner closet and soon she found one. She hurriedly climbed down the stair to the bathroom.

Her jaw hit the floor when she saw an unconscious Irene on the floor, she panicked before picking her up.

''F-ck, what do I do?! Is she dead?!'' she searched for her pulse but it seems like the only pulse she was hearing was hers. ''D-mn it, heart will you please shut up for a minute!'' she exclaimed before doing a breathing exercise.

She lifted up Irene and moved her to her room.

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Raun's POV

I take out the thermometer and slip it under her armpit, to take her temperature.

After a few minutes, it rang, I removed it and look at the temperature

''It's 37.3ºC, man you really have a fever,'' I shake my head, I just can't believe this.

How can she have a fever this fast, it is not even... well it is still chilly outside.

And in the 1st place, she was the one who initiated it.

Wow, how pathetic I really am right now.

Now, now what should I do with her? Looking closer, her clothes sure are drenched. I should probably remove her garments and dry her hair first.

I gently lifted her head and grabbed out her hair so I can dry them up later.

I gently removed her shirt, lifting her arms up, and next, her jeans, I slowly unbuttoned her jeans and carefully removed it.

I think I was possessed because my gay sanity went back right into my body once I finished undressing her.

My eyes wander around her naked body, her slender figure, and how her bra really made her chest pop out, down to her stomach where I can see her slightly defined abs down to her thighs-

What am I?! Am I really thinking this dirty?! Get a hold of yourself, Raun! She's sick!

I slapped my face and after a few minutes of self-rebuking, I fetched my hair dryer and proceeded to dry her hair.

I looked at her once more and notice that her underwear are drenched too.

Is it okay to leave her underwear on her, if so will she get sicker?

Ugh, whatever!

I inhaled and exhaled deeply before hurriedly removing her bra and underwear. Then immediately covering her with my thick blanket.

I put her clothes in the washer and grabbed a Frenadol in my emergency kit, I went into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water.

I put them next to her, on my bedside table. I sat on the bean bag armchair next to her, I could already feel the stress and panic going out of my body. I can finally relax.

I can feel myself getting sleepy,

To be continued...