sicheng leaned over the toilet bowl, throwing up his guts at 3am. he hated when this happened. it wasnt too frequent, however if was frequent enough.
his lips were chapped as he tried to breathe steadily, hugging the toilet for stability. he felt his face with his hand. it was cold. delicate. weak.
he looked up at the bathroom light. it blinded his eyes, but he quite liked it. the sound of the fan in the room was drowning out any thoughts in his mind. he could fall asleep right there.
which he did.
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"oh, sicheng.." lucas sighed, frowning as he walked into the bathroom. he gently shook the boy, who's eyes slowly opened. picking up sicheng's phone from the floor and placing it on a higher surface, lucas sat down next to him, "hey, let me flush this.."
sicheng groaned, moving so lucas could flush the toilet. they just sat in eachothers presence, and sicheng had never felt worse. he still felt half asleep, and all he wanted... was yuta.
"t-time..?"
"it's six. in the morning... how long have you been here?" lucas asked, pushing sicheng's hair behind his ear.
with a shrug, sicheng tried to lift himself up. this caught lucas of guard, so he stood up himself, helping sicheng. the younger just sighed, as sicheng held himself up by holding the wall.
"come on, sicheng. come to bed with me, hm?"
"dont.....want to make..... you.....sick" sicheng said, taking deep breaths as he walked out of the bathroom, "i will call... yuta.."
"it isn't contagious, chengie.." lucas whispered, holding sicheng's waist and making him stand still for a second, "please, come into my bedroom for a bit, i need to make sure you're okay. you can call yuta, i dont mind."
"b-but..."
"please?" lucas tilted his head, and smiled weakly. sicheng just nodded, walking towards lucas' room.
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sicheng: awake?
yuta: i am baby what's up
sicheng: i 🤢
yuta: oh no :( are you okay?
sicheng: i am now
sicheng: lucas help me
yuta: im glad :( are you going to sleep now?
sicheng: trying
sicheng: im in lucas bed
yuta: you feel better?
sicheng: little bit
yuta: im guessing you're not going to work today
sicheng: no :(
yuta: that's okay. take care of yourself sicheng <3
sicheng: :))
yuta: get some sleep now!
sicheng: ok goodnightt
yuta: night night :( <3
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yuta looked up at his ceiling. if he was being honest, sicheng's text woke him up, but he wasnt mad. it gave him time to think at early hours, and not have to worry about the rest of the day yet.
he knew something was up with sicheng. the way he was sick all the time. how he was only at work on certain days. how protective and strict lucas was over him.
he was curious, but he didnt want to ask, in case it was an uncomfortable situation for him, but he also didn't want him to be in danger.
he just sighed, thinking about things. sicheng made him so happy. he really liked him. alot. he just wished they were more open.
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flower boy ~ yuwin
Fanfictionyou're my drug. i physically cant live without you, yuta - where sicheng is terminally ill, and yuta is one of the only people he has