Roller Coaster || Seongjoong ||

5.

Fortunately, his mother checked on him that morning and allowed him to stay home if he didn't feel okay, mentioning his grandparents would come by later. And although he felt somewhat better, once his parents left, he cried, he just cried to let it all go and finally feel less tense with himself.

Not only because his head hurt so much, not only because his stomach and body were killing him...he didn't exactly know why, but he felt so much better after it either way.

Wooyoung woke up when the sun was hiding and steps downstairs could be heard, he already knew it was his grandparents because he stayed awake to help them around the house earlier.

As he stretched and finally got out of bed, he went down the stairs.

"Wooyoung-ie, I made some soup for you to eat" His grandma talked once she noticed her grandson's sleepy presence on the kitchen door. "Don't worry about the vegetables, if you can't eat them, at least have the rest to drink"

Wooyoung thanked in a low tone of voice as he looked around and apparently the older woman realised because she softly answered the blonde boy's internal question.

"Your grandfather went out the store to buy some groceries, is nearing dinner time"

Wooyoung hummed as he nodded and focused on trying to eat the food in front of him.

"Nana" he called after a couple seconds.

"Hm?" She dried her hands on the dishcloth by her side.

"...Thank you, I mean it...and, I love you nana" He shyly smiled when the woman hugged him tightly.

"I love you too my little darling" She said back, glad to have a strong grandson who always reminded her that life was worth all these years.

She kissed his forehead and slowly went back to cooking the rest of dinner as she heard about her grandson's rest of the days at school.

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"I need all of you to say when you're not gonna come to school" Yeosang said, sounding like a complaint.

The group, already walking to the school, found themselves concerned once again for one of their friends.

"Should we call Hongjoong hyung?" Jongho asked, looking around in case the mentioned appeared after a whole week of him not walking home with the group or joining them for lunch.

Mingi hummed, not sure how to answer but at the end, just deciding to ignore the interaction he had with his older friend earlier that day and kept it quiet in the back of his mind.

And of course, Yunho didn't know that, so he volunteered to go look for the black haired. He tried to reduce his options instead of looking through the entire school, until he luckily remembered most of the students that want to hang out for longer without going home yet are in the school patio, place where he found the mentioned boy.

"Hyung!" He said with a big smile as he got closer to the three boys sitting on the grass. "Hello!" He greeted, receiving a lazy kind of quiet "Hi" from the two other older boys.

Awkward - Yunho thought.

"What's wrong?I thought I told you guys I couldn't walk with all of you today" Hongjoong stood up, suddenly all his attention fixed on the taller.

"Uhm, actually no, you didn't text anything" Yunho said, kind of playfully.

"Oh, well, I thought it was understood if I didn't either way" Hongjoong said, with the same tone.