18. You make my shitty life better

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Ji-ah's POV:

I went to the pharmacy and purchased the cough syrup for him, I also got some chocolates and drinks for him. "I'm home" I announced as I entered his house. He was on the couch in the living room scrolling on his phone. He lifted his gaze away from the phone just as I  entered "Took you long enough" He said 'Yeah the pharmacy was crowded" I told him and walked closer to where he was sitting "You don't have to tire yourself, I'm really feeling a lot better" He said and that's right he looked just fine but  I still wanted to make sure so I placed my hand on his forehead to check his fever.  He almost flinched at my touch, I could feel his raspy breaths on my face. I didn't dare to lift my gaze and look him in the eye. I was afraid that I might do something that I'll regret later.  "You are still warm," I said not looking at his face "Yes! Because I'm a mammal, I'm supposed to be warm-blooded" He stated, looking proud at the surprisingly correct knowledge he had. " I guess the fever's gone to your head, Here!" I handed him the syrup, 'Drink the syrup and I'll just get some water and your pills from your room " I picked up the empty soup bowl that was on the center table and left.

I came back with the water bottle and the pills and my eyeballs popped out of their sockets. Han seojun was chugging down the cough syrup like it was some kind of energy drink. "Are you crazy?" I ran up to him and snatched the bottle from his hands,  spilling some syrup on his shirt as well. "Aishh! I can't believe it you are such a baby" I screamed in his face and he stood there dumbfounded. "This contains ephedrine - I held the bottle in front of his face as I spoke - You were supposed to drink just one cap and you drank up half of it?" I scolded him 'So what? the more the better, I'll heal faster' He said with a smirk, I just cursed under my breath and picked up some tissues to clean his shirt that had pink spots now. "You dumbass it's addicting, the addicts drink cough syrups when they don't find alcohol to get high" A tragic incident happened once when I was in the states, a bunch of people died because of drinking from an expired batch of cough syrup that was being sold at a drug store, it was the negligence of that drug store but a guy in my school died, he used to drink cough syrups to get tipsy.  I looked up at him and he was just staring down at me,

" Are you even listening?" I asked as I discarded the tissues in the bin. 

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It's been about half an hour since he chugged all that syrup and now I can see the effects, Han seojun is kind of passed out, his head on my shoulder, laughing uncontrollably at the dumbest things and murmuring the same lame stuff over and over again"I'm Tarzan in my one-cent underwear Roar!!!" I yanked my hair, I wanna cry, I should take him to his room. I  crouched down before him "Han seojun?" - shook him a bit- "Seojun-ah!?" I called in a hushed voice. "Hmm?" he said with closed eyes, "Can you please get up and try to walk steadily, let's go to your room ok?" I asked him gently I felt like talking to a baby "You're taking me to a bedroom!!? Ahh you naughty girl!" He said in a loud voice, I wanted to smack that smirk off his face but I kept my cool "Sshh! Get up now" I said putting my index finger on my lips, gesturing him to stay silent "SSSHHHHH!" he put his finger on his mouth as well and started stumbling as he got on his feet, he couldn't take a single step properly because of all that drowsiness, just when he was about to fall on his butt, I caught him, holding him by his waist I put his arm around my shoulder to keep him steady, This close proximity it was killing me but I had no other choice. I walked him slowly to his room, shutting the door behind me I slid down to the floor against the door, pulling my knees close to my chest and resting my head against them as I tried to catch my breath. I lifted my head up to look at him, he is still in that stained shirt, spinning around in a circle looking up at the ceiling until he fell down on his bed, his arms outstretched. "I'm a Tarzan in my one-cent underwear Roar!!" Oh! there he goes again, "Yah! why are you roaring stop that" I yelled at him,  I walked to the bed and kicked his leg not hard of course just enough to make him stop. "Why? Am I making your heart flutter? - he chuckled, a goofy grin on his face- It's alright, my heart also fluttered for the first time when she roared at me like this" he moved his hands like cat paws and roared again, so it was her, that's why he's been doing this "Yah! stop doing that it's not cute it's annoying "I told him and it really felt annoying after finding out the reason behind it. "Annoying? Is that why she doesn't like me? I don't even look cute when I roar, everybody looks cute when they roar " he said and a tear slid down his cheek. How can someone cry so easily at such a lame thing? "Yah! don't cry you look ugly" I said  Ok! Consider him a little baby! I told myself, inhaling sharply I calmed myself and plopped beside him on the bed "Ani! You're cute and that's not even the best thing about you" I spoke softly looking at him with a smile, "But you just said I look ugly" he said like a heartbroken child "Only when you cry, so stop crying!?" I said as I reached out to wipe his tears, the tears stopped as I wiped them and he kept looking at me lying on the bed, his head tilted to the side a bit as he stared at me, I was sitting on the bed with some space between us. He reached up and took a strand of my hair in his hands, twirling and wrapping the curls around his fingers,  playing with it as a kitten plays with wool, my eyes followed his actions "You look good with your hair open - he spoke so softly I almost thought that he was sober- I like your eyes this way, without any blackness, they look warm" He said looking me in the eyes. I was not wearing eyeliner because I washed my face when I came here. "You are pretty " He spoke again, his hands still playing with my hair, I slapped his hand away "You are not in your senses," I said, "Yes I am not but tomorrow I'll be sober and you'll still be pretty," he said, why did he sound like he meant it? Is he taking me for Lim ju gyeoung..? " Yah! I'm not Lim ju gyeoung, you are complimenting the wrong girl," I told him.

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