I got you kid - ateez/woosan

23

I am so sorry for the late update! I have exams coming up so I've been stressed and not really active on here this week... but I'll make it up to you guys with a double update <3
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Wooyoung woke up with probably the worst headache he had ever had. He was confused and disoriented, and the worst part was the lack of warmth from a certain someone.

The boy let out a strangled cry and fell over, into a laying position. His eyes were still shut and he hadn't quite realized that he was on the couch. But when he did realize that the surface he was laying on wasn't as soft as San's bed, he opened his eyes for a moment to take in his surroundings.

He didn't remember falling asleep, especially not on the couch. Then there was the fact that none of the men were around, which only fueled more confusion into Wooyoung.

However, Wooyoung felt too weak to even attempt to get up. Was he getting sick? How could that even be possible? It wasn't like he was confined in a classroom, surrounded by disgusting germ attracting pests that he would call classmates. So why was he feeling so gross?

Maybe it was because of some food that he ate? But then that didn't make any sense either because Wooyoung never had dinner and the last thing he ate was some toast a few hours before dinnertime.

He tried to sit up, but fell back down instantly because of the shooting pain in his head. Why was his headache so bad? Maybe the stitches loosened and his cut was exposed.. but the pain wasn't in the same place as the cut.

Wooyoung let out another pained cry as he held his head with his hands. He was in so much pain and felt like his skin was boiling. The idea of having a fever hit him. He couldn't bare the idea of having a fever. Wooyoung hated being sick and being confined to a bed to get rest. He was an energetic boy, he needed to move.

"Wooyoung?" A voice called to him, almost sounding concerned. However Wooyoung really couldn't tell because he was too focused on getting the pain to go away.

After what felt like a century (which was only a mere few seconds), footsteps could be heard walking down the hallway. Wooyoung couldn't tell if they were heading towards him or going away from him, but he tried opening his eyes nonetheless. Nope. Pain. Instant pain.

"Oh, shit!" A voice quickly panicked, "Yunho! Yunho help!"

Wooyoung felt a hand on his forehead and then whoever placed it there, retracted it. He felt his body being lifted and placed on someone's lap and couldn't help but wince. Another cry escaped his mouth as he continued to hold his head.

"Mingi what's going on?" Yunho questioned, walking into the room after hearing his bestfriend's calls for help.

"H-he is so hot... he's literally burning," Mingi replied, still sounding panicked.

Yunho raced over to the duo and felt Wooyoung's forehead himself and determined that the boy was indeed burning up. Neither man knew what to do. No one in the gang ever really got sick, so none of them were prepared for things like that. The only one who would know what to do would be Yeosang since he had all the medical experience.

You would think that treating a fever/sickness would be rather simple, however the only two people home were Yunho and Mingi and they weren't the brightest sometimes. Especially if they were together.

"What do we do?" Mingi was almost shaking from anxiousness. He had no idea what to do, but he knew that they needed to help Wooyoung.

"Do we have any ibuprofen?" Yunho questioned, which made Mingi shrug in response. "Okay then... what about water? A cold cloth? I don't know!"