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~ in which chaeyoung has to take care of a sick lisa.~ 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: platonic 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: rosé x lisa 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1540
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A muffled noise that sounded almost like a caugh stirs Chaeyougn awake, the girl struggling to open her eyes which were still forcefully trying to close. She looks around the pitch-black room, raising an eyebrow before thinking she was just hearing things. Groaning annoyingly, she falls back onto the soft pillow of her twin-sized bed, pulling the covers directly over the body to shield away from anymore sounds. She was exhausted and all she wanted to do was sleep.
However, another cough rings out𑁋this time more louder than before𑁋which makes the girl spring up in bed this time with worry. Releasing a yawn, Chaeyoung plants both of her feet on the ground before trudging towards the light switch.
As the light turns on𑁋momentarily blinding the girl𑁋Chaeyoung notices a pretty drastic different to the large room. She squints her eyes towards Lisa's bed as they both shared the hotel room together, seeing that the covers had been left unkempt and were almost completely on the floor, as if someone had been attempting to drag it away.
Where's Lisa? she asks herself tiredly, wandering mindlessly around the room for a particular Thai girl.
Her feet direct her towards the beside table that was placed between the two beds, grabbing herp hone to check the time as she noticed it was still completely dark outside. She gaps loudly to the time on the phone: 2:36 a.m. She could've sworn that she had been sleeping for hours, but time seemed to have been travelling slower ever since the concert. She glances around the room once again, still not seeing any sight of the younger girl anywhere.
That is until she hears another muffled, hacking wheeze coming from somewhere that was definitely not in the room she was sitting in. Chaeyoung makes her concerningly towards the bathroom, landing a hand on the doorknob and realising it was locked.
More coughs coming noticeably from the inside courses worry through Chaeyoung's veins. She knocks frantically on the door with clenched fists.
"Lisa?" she calls out the younger's alarmingly, continuing to knock on the door in the hopes of breaking it down. "Lisa, are you in there?"
"Rosie..." She hears a weak voice from the inside.
Chaeyoung stops knocks for a moment to relax her senses and muscles, huddling closer ot the door to speak to the girl inside. "Are you okay? You sound like you're sick. Can you open the door for me?"
A couple moments of silence pass in between the two girls. Chaeyoung bites at her bottom lip nervously. She hears some slow footsteps on the other side, feeling some panic subside to the sound of the door unlocking before bursting inside to see a collapsed Lalisa on the ground with her head laying on the s urface of the toilet seat. The girl had a hand to her stomach, face flushed red with seat before releasing a couple coughs directly into the toilet.
