C312 Fevered

"Ding dong..." She pressed the doorbell of Muhan's apartment with urgency, regretting not taking the spare key he had offered her. If she had, he wouldn't have to drag himself out of bed to open the door while feeling unwell.

A few minutes later, the door opened to reveal Muhan, tall and slender, standing there. His head was slightly bowed, lips pale, and eyes sunken