Six Degrees of Separation [JunZhe]

4. Just One

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"You look pale." The manager said, "are you sick?" he reached out to touch Gong Jun's forehead but he turned away.

"I'm fine." Gong Jun brushed him off, "Just tired." He laid back against the sofa of the airport VIP lounge as he waited for Zhehan, he closed his eyes and tried to relax but suddenly it started getting harder to breathe. He had been feeling dizzy since morning but he tried his best to hide it to avoid unnecessary trouble .

"You don't look fine." The manager insisted, "Maybe you should eat something... You haven't eaten well in days..." he was genuinely concerned.

"I said I'm fine." He jolted up but quickly sat back down when stars appeared in his vision, "maybe some water..." he finally gave in.

The assistant offered him some water and patted the sweat that was forming on his forehead, "he doesn't seem very well..." she said to the manager.

"Maybe he's just tired."

"What... What time is it?" Gong Jun panted, the dizziness dominating his body.

"It's about-"

Their conversation was interrupted by loud fangirl screams coming from outside, and then Zhehan entered the room with some of his team. As soon as he stepped inside, he was startled by Gong Jun's state, he was laid back on the sofa, eyes closed, face pale, his hand on his forehead, and he didn't look fine at all.

Zhehan took off his cap and glasses and rushed to his side, "what's happening? what's wrong?!" He removed Gong Jun's hand and touched his forehead, "Is he sick?! JunJun! " He tapped his cheek gently, "JunJun? Talk to me... What's wrong? what do you feel?"

"...."

"Why aren't you doing anything?! Can't you see he's fainting?!" he shouted at the manager and assistants. "What is wrong with you?!"

The manager and assistants stood there looking at each other, "he said he's-"

"What are you waiting for? Get someone to help!" He shouted as he laid Gong Jun back on the sofa, lifting his legs up, dispersing the crew to give him some space and oxygen, "Is that how you take care of him?!" He screamed at them, "Go get the medics before I sue all of you!" He held Gong Jun's hand and started rubbing it gently. "JunJun... stay awake, don't sleep..."

"...." Gong Jun was completely unaware of Zhehan's presence.

"You're all useless!" He screamed at the remaining assistants then lowered his voice and turned to the one beside him, "Why is he like this? What happened?"

"He- he hasn't eaten in a while..." The assistant said nervously, "and he looks like he hasn't slept..."

Zhehan ignored her and continued to call JunJun's name to keep him awake, at least until the medics arrived, "JunJun... please stay awake, they're almost here..." He patted his forehead softly with the back of hand, "My JunJun... I leave you alone for few days and this happens..." He whispered.

"They're here!" The manager shouted as he ran inside followed my medics.

Zhehan stepped away to give them space and turned to the manager, he grabbed his collar and pulled him to face him, "you told me he is fine!" He shouted, "How could you let him take an international flight when he's in such state?!"

"He-he was fine..." The manager lied.

"No he wasn't fine!" Zhehan screamed and pushed him away releasing his collar. He disregarded the manager's lies and rushed back to Gong Jun's side. "Why is he like this? Why would he faint so suddenly?" he asked the medic.