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it turns out that nobody wanted to come over after school. Which kind of hurt jeongins feelings since it made him feel like nobody wanted to be around him.

Which wasn't true.

Minhos excuse was he wasnt feeling good, jisungs was that he had a lot of homework. Really they werent coming for onvious reasons that nobody had heard about yet. hyunjin and changbin said they both had plans already. Chan had already headed off to work, not being able to stay no matter how much jeongin begged.

"Jeongin, we're home!"

Said boy lay in bed, scrunched in a ball feeling sicker than ever. The symptoms were stronger and more intense this time around and he knew that something just wasnt right.

"Jeongin?" His father called, sounding as if he was coming up the stairs.

Moments later, his door was opened softly as the man peaked in the dark room, spotting a lump under the sheets, the stale air hitting his nostrils moments later.

"Hey, you awake?" Mr. Yang, stepped into the room and went to sit on the bed, pulling the blankets back slightly.

Jeongin was taking deep breaths in order to give some relief from just how uncomfortable he was. The pain wasnt necessarily unbearable but it did hurt.

"Whats wrong?"

"... Sick," jeongin answered, closing his eyes for a moment.

"For how long?" His father asked, a bit worried since they were gone.

"A few days.. Maybe a little longer..?"

"It hasnt gone away?"

"It has a little but im just so uncomfortable.."

"Let me get your mother settled in and ill take you in to the doctor, okay?"

Jeongin just nodded, sighing in relief that this would all be fixed in no time.

About twenty minutes later the boy was being carried to the car, his mother following, gasping when he saw his hair in natural light.

"Jeongin, what did you do?!" She freaked

"Lets not talk about his decisions right now and focus on getting him better, okay?" His father said as he helped his son into the car.

Jeongin leaned his head back onto the seat, sighing at the pain in his pelvis. Hed noticed more symptoms in the past few hours that weren't there before but there wasn't exactly anything he could do with his parents being gone.

The drive to the hospital seemed to take ages as the buildings went by. Just as he was about to go insane from the uncomfortable feeling, they pulled into the doctors office for an emergency visit his father had scheduled.

Once they walked into the doctor, the receptionist checked him in, giving his mom the paper work she needed to fill out.

Jeongin was a wreck, messy blue hair on top of his head, black and grey plaid pajama pants and a big black shirt that belonged to chan.

"Yang jeongin..?" A nurse peeked out of the door moments later as they stood, his father helping him into the room.

They took his vitals, asking him about his symptoms and such and how long he had them. The nurse wrote everything on a clipboard, making sure to get everything he said.

"Okay, the doctor should be in shortly"

She left and his father looked at him with a pitiful look.

"Why didnt you call?"

"Chan was over, he helped me" jeongin didnt even look up since he felt like he couldnt even look his own father in the eyes.

Only if he knew.. The things that were said about him and the video that was up, hed disown him, tell him the same things he was told and worst of all make him stay away from chan.

"We wouldnt have been mad if you called us away from your grandparents, everything's better now nobody's sick.. Your our son of course we'd come and take care of you," his fathers eyebrows were furrowed, like he was so worried about his son and why he looked like he could pass out.

"It didnt matter anyways, im not just sick.."

"What happened?" The look in his fathers eyes made his heart break a bit

The glassy brown orbs stared at him, urging him to answer so he could understand. He didnt want to miss any more of his sons life or waste it chastising him for things he loved and wanted. Which was why he didnt care about the blue hair or the fact that he loved another man.

Thats when jeongin just decided to tell him about what happened at school.

"Dad," he said as he took a shaly breath "theres a-"

A knock sounded at the door, cutting him off and in walked a female doctor.

Once again he had to describe all his symptoms and the next question was one he wasnt prepared for.

"This might be weird to speak about with your parent in the room and you are free to ask him to leave if youd like," the woman looked at him from over her computer as he shook his head.

She finished typing a few words before asking.

"When's the last time you had sex with your partner?"

A faint blush spread over his cheeks at that, trying to think of when it was. He ignored the way his father looked at him, not saying anything and not judging him either.

"Maybe two or three weeks ago?"

She typed a few more words, each passing second making him feel more and more embarrassed.

"Did you use a condom?"

"I cant remember if he did or not.."

Mr. Yang quirked an eyebrow at him, specifically remembering that they told him to ask them to buy him some if they needed some.

"Okay, let me phrase it this way," she turned to him "have you and your partner ever bad unprotected sex?"

At first jeongin went to shake his head, bit then he remembered. The time they were in such a hurry to do it that they simply couldnt be bothered with a condom.

'I trust you.. ' were the words hed used... Guess those were meaningless now.

"You think my son has an STD?" Mr. Yang sat up a bit as he looked at the woman.

"Its a possibility and we wont know until we do some tests. Ill order them and if you guys want to stay until the results come in youre more than welcome to."

When the lady left the room, it all settled in. He felt lied to.. Chan had told him hed gotten tested so how did he get this? Hell he didnt even know how they worked so he couldnt tell himself the answers to his questions.

It seemed like hours until the results came in and they left the doctor, results in hand.

"Lets get you home until your prescription is in okay?" His father said, his arm wrapped around his sons shoulder

"... Actually, i need to go see chan, please"
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My wisdom teeth are starting to grow in 😔