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the boyz younghoon
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You were on your bed, lightly coughing as you sat up. You felt cold even if it was summer, with a blanket tightly wrapped around you as you stared out of your window.
You dropped by school earlier to attend a few classes, skipping the festivities of your class' flea market as you felt sick for a few days now.
You enjoyed the night view as the quiet roads made you feel at peace, only being disturbed by your phone that suddenly rang.
"I'm around your house." Younghoon said through the phone as he stood on top of the steps. He was on his way home from the festival after party, but decided to stop by yours knowing that you went home early. "Do you want me to come by?"
"I think I'm fin—" You tried to say before your phone died, leaving Younghoon baffled by the sudden end of your conversation.
You didn't mind it, trying to stand up to go outside and buy medicine as you were already out of painkillers. You wore a simple hoodie on top of your silk top and made your way to the nearby convenience store that soon disappointed you, as they already ran out of painkillers.
"But the pharmacy is so far away." You said to yourself as you made your way back to your apartment, that had police cars and an ambulance parked outside.
"Can you hear me miss?!" The paramedic yelled, knocking on the door of your now empty apartment, making you rush towards them.
"What's happening?" You panicked as people tried to open your apartment door in hysteria, as they thought someone was in need of help from the inside.
"This man called saying there was an emergency from this unit." The paramedic explained as he pointed to a now flustered Younghoon who thought something bad happened to you after your call earlier ended abruptly.
You two settled everything, explaining the misunderstanding that happened between you two and the panic call Younghoon made.
"Don't you think that was too much?" You said at the boy who shyly scratched his neck as you two watched the ambulance drive away.
"How can I not worry?" He said as he made his way to you, holding your shoulders. "You're sick, living alone and then you suddenly drop the call." He told you while rubbing your shoulders.
