Chapter 7

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Heh, Jia is sorry for the sudden hiatus, Jia can't promise it won't happen again, but she's back for now... so nyeah....

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Waking up the next morning feels nearly impossible for Minho. After having spent the night in the arms of his caregiver and even though not fully slipped still somewhat small, just thinking about the upcoming day brings him close to crying. The weight of his responsibilities, worries and expectations crushing him and making it impossible to even move one inch from his current spot under the blankets.

He stays unmoving, close to falling asleep again until the loud voice of Jisung screaming at Hyunjin to 'hurry the fuck up, I need to pee' breaks through the silence of the morning. Slowly he blinks his eyes open and at least manages to sit up, maybe he just needs to wake up properly.

He doesn't know for how long he sits there just staring at the wall but at some point, he forces himself to take three deep breaths and clear his mind from the fuzzy cloud which was looming over his whole body. With each breath is gets better and eventually he moves to the side in order to stand up.

Pushing the blanket away towards the end of the bed his eyes catch sight of Gyu. Horrified he stares at the plushie, why is Changbin's plushie here in Chan's bed? Certainly not because Chan felt like cuddling it but rather because he himself wanted it. He doesn't remember slipping yesterday but on the other hand he doesn't remember a lot except being dead-tired and finally talking to Chan.

Now remembering the conservation between the two he reaches for Gyu and buries his face with an embarrassed groan in its body. God, why did he talk so much? Wait, did he really cry about abandoning Mr. BunBun in the closet?

Before he can think further about how embarrassed he should feel about the last evening he hears someone coming towards the room and quickly scrambles out of the bed after placing Gyu on the pillow.

Not one second later Chan appears in the doorframe "Morning, sleep well?" and after glancing at the suspiciously perfectly placed plushie on top of the pillow "are you feeling up for the day?"

Does it even matter what he answers now? After yesterday Chan probably knows that he's only one wrong move away from slipping into his headspace. And with him balancing right on that edge he's sure the older one can see right through him, so why put on an act in the first place.

"I actually really slept good, thank you for being there, I think I needed that."

Moving to get to Chan's wardrobe, in order to steal a few clothes for the day, Minho's made painfully aware of the throbbing headache. Frustrated he yanks at the handle of the wardrobe. Is it too much to ask for one day of peace?

"headache" he mumbles into Chan's direction with a new hoodie halfway over his head.

"Minho, it's the last day of promotions no one will be mad or disappointed if you stay here today." - "Exactly it's the last day. I can do this"

Chan sighs at the words. If it were up to him, he would bundle the boy right back into the blanket and make sure he stays there until he feels better. But it's not and he knows that starting an argument now will only make everything worse because if Minho puts his mind onto something it's hard to convince him otherwise. So, no matter how reluctant he is to let Minho go through with their schedule today, he nods.

"I'll leave a painkiller for you on the kitchen table and take some with me, okay?" Upon hearing the words Minho lets out a relived breath not feeling like he could keep the conversation up for much longer with the pain stealing away his entire brain capacity.

"Please promise to tell me if you need a break today, alright?" with an approving noise Minho leaves towards the bathroom.

De next. chapter is probably the y'all have been kinda waiting for.... I've just been procrastinating cuz idk what else I should do?

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