✓ reasons to love • 2min

t h i r t e e n

Two hours passed when he almost fell asleep but then he heard a loud thud. Minho abruptly woke up from his bed and glanced towards the door.

Seungmin.

He quickly got out from his room and went to the younger's. As he opened the door there's a sick Seungmin sitting on the floor while rubbing his head.

"What happened?"

The younger turned to him and pouted with a small sob.

"Are you crying... again?"

"It hurts." the guy muttered as he got up but his head hit the table. He fell back on the floor. Letting out a sigh, Minho approached him and helped him to get up.

"How did you fell?"

"I wanted to drink." Minho sat the guy on the bed and gave him the water bottle on his table. "Thank you."

The older guy nodded. Instead of going out he crouched in front of him on the floor, contently watching him. With that Seungmin became conscious.

"Why are you staring." he muttered while lowering his eyes to his hands.

"I'm sorry."

Seungmin shook his head. "I'm the one who should say sorry. I shouldn't have pressed you earlier."

Minho smiled at that. He ruffled the younger's hair and pat it twice. "Next time I'll make sure to tell you first, okay? Let's order some food for lunch."

"Piggy back."

The black haired scoffed. "You're so clingy when you're sick." he turned his back on Seungmin and the puppy resembled guy got on with a huge smile plastered on his face.

"Bring me everywhere!" he threw one fist in the air.

Minho lightly shook his head and they went into the older's room. He picked his phone and dialled the number of a restaurant where they always order food from.

"Like usual?" he asked with his one hand tapping on the phone while another one secured tightly on his leg. Seungmin nodded before placing his head at the crook of his neck. Minho's breath hitched. He proceeded on ordering through the phone call as he ignored the feelings of fluttering butterflies in his stomach.

"I'm so sleepy..." he heard Seungmin mumbled before tightening the hug around his chest. After ending the call he brought the younger to the couch. "Hm?"

"Rest awhile before the food arrive. I'm gonna prepare some strawberries."

Seungmin shook his head. "Don't want that."

"Then just stay put."

He pouted and rested his head on the arm rest. Minho came shortly with a damp small towel to wipe his body with it. He raised Seungmin's arms before gently wetting his skin. The younger hummed with his eyes closed. "It's cold..."

"You need to do this often, Seungmin." Minho said as he wiped it on his neck. "You can take a shower after this before the food arrives."

"Don't want."

"It can cool off your body."

He shook his head.

Minho sighed, "Okay."

Seungmin giggled at that. He opened his eyes and when Minho wiped it around his torso, he giggled more. "It tickles."

"Sit still."

"Hyung," Minho just hummed as a response. When he didn't hear any sound he looked up to see Seungmin staring at him with a blank face.

"What?"