Rose & Sun, Lee Haechan [DISCONTINUED]

O19

"Tell her I'd visit later,"

"..."

"Doyoung I swear you can just spill your burning hot tea to us later, duh,"

"..."

"Okay and? How should I react? Jump myself off a-"

With a swipe, Jangmi's phone is already placed in Jungwoo's big hand. She grunted, stomping her feet off to her room.

The earlier event made them stopped and stayed at Jangmi's parents' house. With all the guts she collected, she was able to inform her father that she's bringing another new friend-with ridiculous reasons.

"Both of you should stop arguing, that wasn't cool at all,"

"Nothing's cooling me down, sir. No one,"

The latter just let out his charming chuckle, finding the cuteness beneath the crunched eyebrows, frowned smile and messy state.

"Donghyuck's in your room?" The latter asked-more like concerned of her action. Who knows Donghyuck could do anything to her stuff or maybe Jangmi herself.

"You're overthinking, it's okay I'm fine with him."

As expected, Jungwoo had to leave her house for his class' assignment with his teammate, Minho and Changbin. Doyoung was informed by him two days ago, which made him just shrug it off.

But not in Jangmi's case, it was an unexpectable moment to happen right in front of her eyes. Doyoung was sulky about it, knowing his best friend is out there treating a guy he admired since he became the Korea's representative.

"Take care, Woo. The rain is pouring heavily, don't forget the umbrella and don't catch cold, lower down the car AC if it's too cold."

"You sometimes act like an older sister, cute."

A simple sentence threwn out by him, and all she did was pinching his nose's bridge, adoring his natural adorable behaviour. "No, I'm not your sister, but I care about you and the others."

After sending him off to the door, she watches him running under the pouring rain into the car that was parked literally beside her father's bike. A smile seen through the car's window, before the car straight away leaving the house area.

"Now what should we do? Treat Donghyuck?"

As if casted with a spell, the feet felt like it brought the owner to the room upstairs. Pushing the door, staring into the filled up bed with a man wearing a black hoodie and a black sweatpants, thanks to Jungwoo.

"No boys ever lie down on my bed, except for Jungwoo, Doyoung and dad."

Jangmi stick her hand softly onto his forehead, it was boiling hot. Glad there's a towel, she immediately got up to wet the towel to put it on top of his heated forehead.

"You're sick, what the fuck were you doing on the road?"

Her hands softly wiping his face all over, his jaw, neck, ears. Featherlike-that's what he thought. He knows how stupid his heartbeat are playing with him right now.

"What's with your fast heartbeat? Do you need anything? Oh yeah-right-you're still sleeping."

And she continues to press the cold towel all over his face, she wasn't complaining at all. She did admire his sleeping state, he looked pure. Unlike those times when he's gaming on the television's screen, whenever he meets any annoying people or even when he playfully flirt with all the girls. He didn't show any sign of cuteness nor pureness when he's at the campus, but this time, he did. And she's glad knowing she could see his pure-like face.

"I don't know if you're listening or what, but I'll go make you a hot choco-"

The hem of her sweater stuck onto something, his long finger. Jangmi let out a confused noise, straight away coming near his face. "Are you awake? Donghyuck, I want to make you a hot drink,"

"Can you just stay here and trace your fingers all over my face? I love it."

Now she's terrified, little did she know her pinky-finger-going-out is a habit. That's why Donghyuck could feel how soft her touches are.

"Donghyuck, you need to sleep."

"If that so, you have to lay down here."

Donghyuck grinned, patting the huge space beside him. It's literally her house, why would she listen to someone who's never related to her own family or life?

"I swear to God, you need some medicine, water, food-stop acting like a child."

Nice try, Jangmi. Being fierce is not going to scare him, it makes him simply attracted to you. That's when she regrets it, the moment she felt his hands circling all over her waist to pull her into the bed, careful not to go overbroad.

"Listen to me, sweetpie. Or you're going to regret it."

She gulped the harsh air stuck in the throat, as she eyed down to his reddish plump lips due to his body temperature. His eyes, it looks unusually droopy, his slightly wet brown hair and his bloated cheeks-it's perfect. Shaking off her thoughts, she turn around to face the window instead of him.

"So tell me,"

"Tell you what?"

"Now you forgot about your incident earlier? Think, Donghyuck, think. You should be relieved that me and Jungwoo who found you."

A low giggle was heard, and she took it as a response from a hard-headed person she ever met, after Doyoung. No warning sign given, not even an alarm, the distance between them slowly became small, till it's finally gone. Jangmi surely wanted to protest, but in this cold, breezy rain weather, his warmth is what she needs the most. Jangmi hugged his arms from behind, as bad as she wanted to turn to face him, she thinks this is enough.

More than enough, actually.

"If you want to have an overthinking session, don't be alone. I'm here,"

The latter slowly giggled, finally drifting into a dreamland, hoping to see beautiful things in the arms of a beautiful human who surprisingly bump into her life.

This is the start.

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