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"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘚𝘦𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯?"
"𝘠𝘰𝘶."
Minho and Seungmin never were on good terms let alone being able to speak to each other without getting in a fight.
Nevertheless, one night was enough to mak...
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A/N: Double Update!
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Like every morning, Seungmin's alarm clock rang, which gave him a new headache every time.
Without giving it a second thought, he silenced the annoying thing and pulled the blanket over his head. Although the clanging noise was no longer audible, the stinging headache didn't go away, causing Seungmin to groan. Completely exhausted, he pushed his blanket aside and got up, regretting it in the same second. As soon as Seungmin stood on both feet, he almost toppled backwards into his bed.
"My head..." annoyed by the uncomfortable feeling his throbbing head was causing, Seungmin massaged his temple, hoping to ease the pain a bit.
A glance at his alarm clock showed that if he didn't leave, the brown-haired boy would be late for school. His head hurt so much that he would have preferred to just go back to his bed and sleep. But since he had an important essay due today, he couldn't afford to miss the day.
As quickly as his exhausted body would allow, Seungmin got ready and dressed and then disappeared from the house while his parents gave him a worried look. Mrs. Kim tried to convince her son to stay home today, but Seungmin thought that he would get better soon.
Unfortunately, that was not the case.
During class, Seungmin could hardly concentrate on what the teacher was trying to explain to the students. He kept nodding off, followed by the stinging headache, and as if that wasn't enough, a raspy cough was added to the mix.
"Seungmin are you okay?" whispered Jeongin to his sick friend who was sitting two seats away.
Too tired to move his lips, Seungmin signaled to his worried friend that everything was fine and tried to continue focusing on the lesson.
Although Seungmin hoped that he didn't catch a cold, that hope kept getting dashed. Never did he think that sleeping once with wet hair and a open window would give him a cold. "And I thought that was just a saying..." inwardly, Seungmin complained about his own stupidity and stumbled coughing to the bathroom. Once there, he eyed his chalky face in the mirror and his red cheeks.
"Now I've got a fever too..." he laughed weakly and washed his face hoping to get the heat out of his head, which was no use.
"You look like a zombie."
Startled by the sudden voice, Seungmin's head shot up and saw in the mirror, the reflection of Minho standing leaning against the wall with his arms folded and a questioning expression on his face.
"You scared me."
"Are you sick?" without responding to Seungmin's statement, Minho pushed away from the wall and took a few steps toward Seungmin, who only rolled his eyes.
