Collision || Lee Know

without a doubt, I love you

I sat onto the chair with my knees up to my chest. I decided to just message him.

You
When r u back???

Weird guy
omw, give me 5 minutes

I hated that he had to, I'd say, suffer so much due to my condition. But I really did not feel like searching for a store now, meanwhile he already knows where they are.
I distracted myself by clicking on Instagram. I had gotten a few more notifications earlier.
"What?" I mumbled. Fifty new followers...I don't get it. Why would people follow a complete stranger.
But to think of it, my face got shown to exact 7,2 million people. Realisation hit me once again. "7,2 million people?" I rubbed my face before pain kicked in again. It was just on it's way to reduce.
I somehow started to spend more time on Instagram, ending up discovering Miras account.
7,3K followers
"Damn." I get see why those people follow her though. Her pictures were mostly flexing her money, showing off anything she owned. Infront of cars, new collections of clothes or just gorgeous pictures of her in cafés, in a park or some pretty places she visited. Her hair was flawless, her make up always had no mistakes and over all she seemed almost unreal. She for sure uses several filters, but that doesn't change the fact that she's actually able to show off looks in real life too. I sighed, turning off my phone.

I heard beep sounds coming from the door. "You're back." I removed my feet from the chair. "Yeah," he placed a whole bag onto the table.
"I tried getting the ones you sent me," he took out some pads. "Oh they're right. Thanks." I admit, it was a bit emberassing asking him for it and I bet it was a bit awkward for him buying those as well..but he insisted that he had no problem with it. When I thought that was it, he suddenly took out a bunch of sweets. Chocolate, jellies and basically everything which makes you happy. "I didn't know what you prefer, so I just bought everything...also" I sat there wide eyed. He took out some joggers. "I went into the nearest clothing store, I hope they fit...I thought it might be a lot more comfortable, also since you didn't bring any clothes with you." I looked at him in awe. "Lastly...pain killers." I couldn't lie, I absolutely loved the way he cared.

My pout was probably visible by now, but I just decided to go change first. "Wait," I stopped my tracks. "Mind me taking a shower first?" He shook his head. "Go for it." I just honestly felt disgusting, and sweated way too much.

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I snuggled myself into his bed, taking the sweets with me. "Here you should also drink a lot." He handed me a glass of water, making me able to also take the painkillers.
I swallowed them down, pulling the blanket over my lower body. "Do you feel better?" He sat down on the edge. "Mh a bit, the shower felt good, and the pants are making it less pressuring." He gave me a soft smile before asking, "You wanna watch TV?" I blinked a few times, scanning the room. "What? Here? There's no TV, though." He reached out for a remote laying on his nightstand. "Just press here." My eyes widened as one door of his closet casually revealed a flatscreen. I was wondering anyway how a white wall just owns two closets, when there was much more space for other things.. Now including a self opening door.
"W-what?" I faced the remote, which he placed into my hands. "We live in the 21th century. Things like that are possible. However, you can watch anything. Netflix, prime or Disney." I still was quite impressed. "Uhh yeah, thanks", "I'm gonna take a shower now too."

I cleared my throat, realising that I'm living my best life just now. I do could get used to that.

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I've decided to watch some kitschy love drama. I haven't been to type to do that before, but I just really felt like laughing at a rom com. Even though it hurt every time I let out a chuckle, a hand full of jellies made me forget it afterwards.
"Hey baby," I turned my head towards the door, only to lose my senses right after. A shirtless Minho was an eye blessing sight, which you had to enjoy each second you got of it. The way his wet hair was dripping down his defined jaw, down onto his chest, made the jellies I held up, fall back down again. Yes, that was how whipped I was for him.
He completely turned around, scanning the room before his eyes landed on me. "And I was searching the room, instead of suspecting you." I looked down on me, since that was were his gaze had landed on. "Oh", "however, keep wearing it." I wore his favourite Mahagrid shirt again. I just already had declared as my property.
He instead pulled over a white tank top. "It's unbearable warm in here. How can you even use a blanket?" My eyes were focused on everything, but the drama.