He sniffled. He did feel sick. And apparently he looked it as well. But that didn’t stop him from getting ready to go train all the same. Apparently Viktor didn’t look at it the same way.
“We only have a month left, I should go practice.” he whined, before he suddenly started coughing.
Viktor remained patient, simply shaking his head gently.
❝ No, you shouldn’t actually, ❞ he stated, stepping forward and placing his hands on Yuri’s chest to push him backwards. ❝ Rest. I’ll have your mother send over some soup and tea, mm? ❞
