"I'm not going to tell you what to do, but I think it's within your best interests to stay here today." Keeho said, kneeling on Taeyang's bed as the younger dug around his wardrobe for something comfortable against his rough skin. Taeyang had woken up feeling less then good, a fever of 38.3, body chills and aches as well as an uneasy stomach. His nose and throat came into play later, which was how the others were led to believe Taeyang had caught the common cold.
"This isn't the first time I've had to work while sick, Hyung. I can do it today."
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