[cutison] If I had to guess, I think it's you ~

Ch. 5: when Cuti was sick and alone

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Cuti Romero: guys I'll need to miss practice today, I'm sick 🤢

Emer: alguém não quer treinar, methinks

Cuti Romero: no seas culiado

Emer: 🤣🤣

Harry pero no Styles: u alright Cuti?

Cuti Romero: kinda, I'm going to the doc in a bit just in case

Sonny: Cuti do u need anything?

Cuti Romero: nono, don't worry

Bentancurri: damn mejorate bro 🤙🏻

Harry pero no Styles: let us know what the doc says, and take care! Make sure u follow their orders! x

Cuti Romero: yes sir 🫡

To say Cristian wasn't feeling good was an understatement. He'd spent the whole night fighting a fever that wouldn't break and he'd been throwing up every couple of hours, unable to keep any food down. It was already noon and things didn't seem too keen on getting better, so he grabbed his wallet, phone and keys and headed to the nearest ER.

Food poisoning. What a way to start the week. He was now lying on a hospital bed, staring at the white ceiling while a nurse worked on administering him fluids through an IV drip. He felt stupid for not recognizing the gravity of the symptoms; he could have avoided this whole thing if he'd just gone to a doctor earlier.

He grabbed his phone, sent a quick update to his team so that they wouldn't worry, and closed his eyes. If he had to be stuck there until the fluid bag was empty, he might as well take a nap; after all, he hadn't been able to sleep at all the night before.

Said nap, however, didn't last long. He was soon woken up by his phone's vibrations signalling several incoming messages. He groaned and picked it up – he tended to have all his group chats muted, so whoever had texted him had done so privately and, based on the amount of messages, it was probably important. Son Heungmin's name flashed on the screen along with three unread messages waiting for him.

Sonny: Cuti

Sonny: are u alright?

Sonny: which hospital are u at? need anything?

Cuti Romero: I'm ok, dont worry

Sonny: we just finished practice

Sonny: send me ur location

Sonny: please

Cuti Romero: im going home in a few, u dont need to worry 🙄

Sonny: I'm waiting – or I'll go straight to your apartment.

Cuti Romero: 🙄

Cuti Romero: [location shared]

Sonny: thx