OhmFluke A Day II

01 October 2021

DeanPharm

It was raining hard.

Dean looked at his wrist watch and paced around the locker room. It was already 20 minutes past 5 in the evening, he could run to his car in this pouring rain but he didn't want to worry Pharm more since he's already has the flu since 2 days ago.

He looked at his watch again before a sudden laugh interrupted him.

"You still here?" He asked his vice president who was still in his swimming attire.

"You still here? I thought you said you needed to leave an hour ago." Win asked with that usual teasing smile on his face before opening his locker and taking out a yellow packet of  chips he's been having since Team and him got together.

"Yeah, but it started raining and I don't have an umbrella." Dean replied with a grumble. The rain just got heavier and heavier and he really needed to go home, to Pharm's condo.

It has only been a few weeks since they reconciled, and even though Intouch and Korn had said their goodbye, he was still worried about Pharm having episodes with the rain even though the younger had reassured him again and again through their phone call.

Win chuckled and took out an umbrella from his locker and passed it to the swim club president. "Here." He said.

Dean smiled and thanked him. "Since when did you start keeping an umbrella in your locker?"

"It's Team." The blonde replied. Dean chuckled, nodding in understanding. He didn't waste anymore time before greeting Win goodbye and running outside to the parking lot.

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Once he parked the car, the rain hadn't ceased.

He took the umbrella and opened it once he opened the car door, carefully making his way to the condominium building. He would very much want to run but he didn't want to risk himself worrying Pharm more so it was better safe than never.

When he arrived, he can instantly hear the loud stereo playing soothing music from inside the condo. He knocked and it wasn't long before the door was open.

"P'Dean." Pharm smiled when he saw the taller male.

"Pharm." Dean dropped the umbrella and pulled the smaller male into his embrace, the feeling of worry washed away as soon as Pharm was in his arms.

Pharm returned the hug, smiling as he can feel the tension on the swimming team president evaporating into air. "I'm okay P'Dean." He said, gently caressing Dean's shoulder blade to ease his worry away.

Dean nodded, letting out a relief sigh. "I know. I just can't help but to be worried." He replied, pulling away from the hug. Pharm chuckled, pulling the older male into the condominium, not forgetting to bring the umbrella too.

"Whose umbrella is this?" He asked, setting the umbrella to the balcony to let it dry although the rain still hadn't stopped pouring.

"Win." Dean replied, short.

Pharm turned to look at the taller, one eyebrow raise, asking since when did the blonde male start having umbrellas. "Team." Again, Dean answered shortly with a smile.

Both male chuckled. "P'Win really is changing."

"He sure is. He even had that potato chip in his locker." Dean added, remembering how he actually saw more than one of the potato chip bags inside his locker.

"Oh yeah, Team got hungry all the time." Pharm chuckled as he took out some clothes for Dean before putting them on the bed. "I've set the water so it's nice and warm. Go and shower first P'Dean, I've made a hot soup too."

Dean smiled and stood up from the bed, looking at his small lover in affection. He walked towards Pharm who was watching him in question before wrapping his arms around Pharm's small waist which made the younger male to blush.

"P-P'Dean?"

Dean smiled.

"A-Are you in your..." He blushed. "—r-romance mode?"

Dean couldn't help but chuckle. Pharm had labeled his affectionate actions to his romance mode. "Maybe." He teasingly answered, pulling Pharm closer that they're chest to chest.

Pharm widened his eyes and let out a soft grunt by the sudden impact. "P'Dean~" He whined. "G-Go shower first~"

"So romance mode later?" Dean just couldn't help but to tease Pharm, his expression will always be adorable and fascinating to him. Every expression on Pharm's face is too much to handle for Dean but he just couldn't get enough of it.

"P'Dean~!" Pharm gently pushed the taller male to the washroom before making his way to the kitchen where his hot pot of soup was simmering.

Dean chuckled, taking the towel next to Pharm and entering the washroom.

Thankfully everything is okay with his Pharm.

—End—

A/N: Starting October with DeanPharm '٩(๑'3｀๑)۶