flower boy ~ yuwin

twelve

"hi.." sicheng yawned, waking up on the couch with yuta sat next to him on his phone. the tv was on low volume, and the sun was rising outside.

yuta chuckled at the boy's sleepy face and voice, before placing his hand on his leg, "hi baby."

"what... time.." sicheng mumbled, almost shielding himself from the world with his blanket. sicheng looked at his phone again, checking the time.

"it's 10:30, did you sleep well?" yuta asked, as the younger just stared at the other side of the room. he didnt receive a response, which worried him, "hm? are you okay angel?"

sicheng just nodded, zoning out. yuta pouted, shaking his head. he slowly made his way towards his lover, pulling him up and into his arms.

sicheng yawned into yuta's chest, wrapping his arms around him as tight as he could, "mm.. bad day.."

yuta nodded, stroking his back and kissing his hair softly. he threw the blanket back over the two and shushed him, letting him relax.

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yuta: i'm staying at home with sicheng today, he said it's a bad day. any advice ??

lucas: ahh okay

lucas: •make sure he eats, that's the main part.

•try not to leave him alone whenever possible.

• his meds are in the kitchen but he'd probably wanna get them :) just pls remind him

•he might cry. just hug him and be nice

yuta: thank you :(

lucas: no worries. is he okay?

yuta: he fell back asleep on me, and he's been asleep for around half an hour now. he seems to be pretty calm, i'll keep my eyes on him.

lucas: alright, thank you so much for caring about him:)

yuta: my pleasure

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"yuta-ya," sicheng mumbled, tapping his finger's along yuta's collarbone. yuta smiled, noticing that he was awake again.

"hi sweetheart..." yuta whispered, "how are you feeling now? any better?"

sicheng shook his head, but yuta wasn't expecting anything better from a little nap, "that's okay... do you wanna do anything? we could watch a movie if you like?"

"hungry.."

"i'll go and get you something, you can lay here... anything you're craving?-"

"no.." sicheng shook his head. yuta had forgotten about the no-kitchen policy, and sicheng had to remind him once again. the two sat in silence for a moment, before sicheng climbed up and walked out of the room.

he made his way slowly to the kitchen, and begun taking down all of his medical documents and neatly piling them. he then grabbed the massive boxes of pills and medicines, piling them in his arms.

running upstairs, he then proceeded to put them all on lucas' bed, closing the door behind him.

"sicheng? are you alright?"

sicheng returned to yuta, out of breath and sweaty, "mm.. all good now.. we can get food," he spoke, "come."

yuta stood up, genuinely worried for the boy, but he knew that if he asked questions or showed his worry, sicheng would get upset, and he didnt want that.

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ten: how is he ??

yuta: still pretty rough