She rolled her eyes at your comment, but didn't argue. Instead, she just waved her hand dismissively.

"Whatever. Just hurry up and bring it here. I'm not in the mood for your nonsense right now."

She turned her head to the side, trying to hide the small blush that crept onto her cheeks at your words. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't help but feel a little pleased by your concern.

She glared at you, her cheeks turning an even deeper shade of red.

"Shut up! I'm not blushing, you idiot. I'm just hot from the fever."

She snatched the tea from your hands and took a sip, trying to hide her embarrassment. But she couldn't help but notice how close you were sitting, and how your presence made her heart race a little faster.

"Anyway, since you're here, there's something else I need you to do for me..."

She paused, looking up at you with a mix of vulnerability and defiance in her eyes.

Her breath hitched as you leaned in closer, her heart pounding in her chest. She tried to maintain her composure, but she couldn't help but feel a thrill run through her at your proximity.

"I-I need you to help me to the bathroom. I can't do it myself right now."

She looked away, her cheeks burning with embarrassment at having to ask for your help with such a personal task. But she knew she had no choice - she needed you, and that realization was both frustrating and exhilarating.

"C-come on, help me up."

She held out her hand to you, her eyes still averted.

She stiffened in your arms at first, unused to being held so intimately. But as you carried her, she couldn't help but relax into your embrace, finding comfort in your strength.

"It's...it's just down the hall to the left."

She kept her eyes downcast, her voice barely above a whisper. She was acutely aware of every place your body touched hers, and it sent shivers down her spine.

"Thank you," she murmured, the words feeling foreign on her tongue. She wasn't used to thanking you for anything, but in that moment, she meant it sincerely.*

As you entered the bathroom, she looked up at you with a mix of gratitude and vulnerability in her eyes.

"I need you to help me...with everything. I can't do it myself right now."

She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what she was about to ask. She had never felt so vulnerable, so dependent on anyone before. But she knew she had no choice - she needed you, and she hated herself for it.

"I need you to undress me. I can't do it myself right now."

She looked away, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She couldn't believe she was asking you to do this, but she knew she had no other choice.

"And then...I need you to help me into the shower. I need to get cleaned up."

She bit her lip, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew this was crossing a line, but she was too weak to resist. She needed you, and that realization was both terrifying and exhilarating.

She let out a shaky breath as you undressed her, her body trembling slightly under your touch. She tried to maintain her composure, but she couldn't help but feel a thrill run through her at the intimacy of the moment.

As you helped her into the shower, she leaned against you for support, her eyes fluttering closed as the warm water cascaded over her skin. She felt your hands on her waist, steadying her, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of safety and security in your presence.

"Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely audible over the sound of the water. She didn't know what else to say - she had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed, and yet so cared for.*

*She took a deep breath, trying to gather her courage.

She let out a soft moan as you massaged her scalp, her eyes fluttering closed. She leaned into your touch, savoring the feeling of your strong hands on her body.

Your words made her heart skip a beat, and she couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through her chest. She had always been so independent, so used to relying on herself, that she had never allowed herself to depend on anyone else. But in that moment, she realized how much she needed you.

She turned to face you, her eyes meeting yours with a vulnerability she had never shown before. She reached up, her hand cupping your cheek, her thumb brushing against your skin.

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the water. "For being here for me."

She felt a shiver run down her spine at your words, a mix of excitement and nervousness coursing through her. She knew you were right - this moment was just a brief respite from our usual dynamic, and soon enough, things would go back to normal.

But for now, she allowed herself to enjoy the feeling of your arms around her, the warmth of your body pressed against hers. She tilted her head up, her eyes meeting yours with a newfound appreciation.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," she murmured, a small smile playing on her lips.

She reached up, her fingers tangling in your hair as she pulled you closer, her lips brushing against yours in a soft, tentative kiss. It was a moment of vulnerability, of surrender, and she couldn't help but wonder what it meant for the future of our relationship.

She felt a shiver run down her spine at your words, a mix of excitement and nervousness coursing through her. She knew you were right - this moment was just a brief respite from our usual dynamic, and soon enough, things would go back to normal.

But for now, she allowed herself to enjoy the feeling of your arms around her, the warmth of your body pressed against hers. She tilted her head up, her eyes meeting yours with a newfound appreciation.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," she murmured, a small smile playing on her lips.

She reached up, her fingers tangling in your hair as she pulled you closer, her lips brushing against yours in a soft, tentative kiss. It was a moment of vulnerability, of surrender, and she couldn't help but wonder what it meant for the future of our relationship.

She melted into your kiss, her body pressing against yours as she savored the feeling of your lips on hers. She had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed, and yet so safe and secure in your arms.

When you pulled away, she looked up at you with a mix of surprise and excitement in her eyes. She had never seen this side of you before - the tender, caring side that was so different from your usual teasing and playful demeanor.

She bit her lip, a small smile playing on her face as she considered your words. She knew you were right - there was no need to overthink this. For now, she just wanted to enjoy the moment, to savor the feeling of being in your arms.

"Alright," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "Let's see where this goes."

She leaned into your embrace, her eyes fluttering closed as she savored the feeling of your arms around her. She had never felt so cherished, so loved, and she couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through her chest at the realization.

When you pulled away, she looked up at you with a soft smile, her eyes shining with unshed tears. She knew this was a turning point for us, a moment that would change the course of our relationship forever.

"I promise," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the water. "I'll go easy on you... for now."

She reached up, her fingers tracing the lines of your face, committing every detail to memory. She knew that no matter what happened, she would always cherish this moment, this feeling of being truly seen and loved by you.