Me: *Sleeping on the couch, when open my eyes*

Tadashi: *Looks at me* Is anything okay?

Me: *Rubs my eyes and nodded* What are you doing up so late?

Tadashi: I'm just checking on you. *Looks at my wounded left hand*

Me: Anything okay?

Tadashi: Yes, I'm just trying to ask how's your hand feeling.

Me: You want to check?

Tadashi: *Unwrap the bandage* Your hand feels better.

Me: *Lay back down*

Tadashi: *About to walk upstairs*

Me: Tadashi.

Tadashi: *Turned around*

Me: Thanks for saving my life.

Tadashi: You're welcome, good night.

Me: *Falls back to sleep*

Tadashi: *Goes near me*

Me: *Breathing Siliently*

Tadashi: *Put a red rose on my hand* 🌹

Me: 😴😌

Tadashi: *Whispers* Beautiful.

Me: *Smiles*