He couldn't help but widen his eyes. He didn't realize it when he started to blush. He couldn't look Claude straight in the eyes.
He couldn't help but stutter, "I am not f-fairy, Claude. I am Nova."
Hearing this Claude tilted his head in confusion. "Aren't they both the same person? You are a fairy."
Claude didn't even give himself time to let his privious blush fade away before he found himself blushing again.
If Claude had not been sick, he would have thought he was just teasing him.
He sighed to himself before covering Claude with the blanket again. "Don't throw the blanket away again." He said it in a way that was like coaxing children.
Claude couldn't help but pout and whine before saying, "It feels too hot underneath it."
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation, please!