athlete and the uni student | minsung

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they had successfully gotten minho to jisung's dorm, since felix had to visit family for the weekend.

"just, call me if anything happens, okay?"

"lix, he'll be fine. i know how to take care of him."

felix hesitated, slinging his bag ofer his shoulder. "min, if you feel dizzy, tell ji right away. if you need to get an IV, ji can drive you to the hospital. stay safe, okay? i'll see you guys in a bit."

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in the midst of an intense practice session, jisung's phone vibrated persistently in his pocket. he sighed and pulled it out, seeing several missed calls from minho. worry gnawed at him, and he stepped aside from the training area to return the call, his heart racing.

"min, what's up?" jisung asked, his voice a mix of concern and curiosity.

on the other end of the line, minho's voice trembled. "ji, i didn't want to bother you, but... things are getting worse." his words were heavy with uncertainty.

jisung's worry intensified. "what do you mean, minho? are you alright?"

minho's voice shook with emotion. "my pots episode... i can't make it stop. i'm scared, ji."

jisung's heart clenched at the desperation in minho's voice. "min, i'm coming to your dorm. just hang in there, okay?"

as minho pleaded for jisung to hurry, the call ended. jisung's mind raced as he rushed back to his dorm, concern for minho driving him forward.

when jisung arrived, he found the door slightly ajar. his heart pounded as he entered, calling out minho's name. the sight that greeted him made his heart lurch. minho lay unconscious on the floor.

jisung's adrenaline surged as he hurried to minho's side, carefully cradling his boyfriend's head in his hands. "baby, can you hear me?" he called, his voice urgent.

minho's eyes fluttered open, and tears glistened in his eyes. "jisung," he whispered, his voice weak.

"i'm here, love," Jisung assured him, his voice gentle. "i'll help you."

as minho struggled to sit up, he suddenly doubled over in distress. "ji, i think i'm going to be sick," he managed to say, his face pale.

jisung's concern deepened, and he quickly grabbed a trash can, holding it for minho. he rubbed minho's back soothingly, murmuring words of comfort as minho vomited.

once the episode subsided, jisung wiped minho's face with a tissue, his heart aching for his suffering boyfriend. "min, let's get you to bed," he suggested, helping minho stand up with care.

but as they walked towards the bed, minho's body suddenly gave way, and he fainted in jisung's arms. jisung's heart raced as he held onto
minho, his worry deepening. with determination, he carried minho to the bed, his muscles strained as minho continued to faint intermittently.

once minho was lying down, he weakly looked up at jisung. "i have to... puke again," he managed to say, his voice a mere whisper.

jisung quickly fetched the trash can and held it for minho once more, offering his unwavering support. as minho's episode finally began to subside, jisung sat by his side, holding his hand. "you're not alone in this, min. i'll always be here for you, no matter what."

——-

in the dimly lit dorm room, minho's POTS episode had left him weak and disoriented, causing him to faint repeatedly.  remained steadfast by his side, his concern palpable as he watched over his boyfriend's struggling form.

as minho slowly stirred, jisung helped him sit up, carefully supporting him. his hand was steady around minho's waist, a silent reassurance that he was there to lend support. minho, however, didn't seem to take it that way.

"jisung, i can manage," minho's voice was tinged with frustration, his cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and irritation.

jisung's gaze softened, his concern for minho evident in his eyes. "i know you can, baby. i'm just here to help make sure you're safe."

minho's shoulders slumped as he looked away, feeling both frustrated by his own limitations and touched by jisung's care. "i know you're worried, but i don't want to feel... helpless."

jisung's hand slipped from minho's waist, and he turned to face minho directly, his expression earnest. "minho, i'm not trying to make you feel helpless. i'm looking out for you because i care about your well-being."

minho sighed, his anger ebbing away as he met jisung's gaze. "i know you care, jisung. It's just... hard, you know? feeling like i can't do simple things without needing help."

jisung's eyes softened as he reached out to gently cup minho's cheek. "i understand, minho. but please know that asking for help doesn't make you weak. we're a team, and i'm here to support you, especially during moments like this."

a hint of a smile tugged at minho's lips as he leaned into jisung's touch. "i'm lucky to have you," he admitted softly.

jisung's smile was warm as he leaned in to press a gentle kiss to minho's forehead. "and i'm lucky to have you. let's get through this together, okay?"

as minho nodded, jisung wrapped an arm around him, allowing minho to rest against his side. they sat in silence for a while, minho's breathing gradually steadying. the hand around minho's waist was a symbol of their bond, a reminder that jisung was there not to take away minho's independence, but to offer his unwavering support.

"we make a pretty good team, don't we?" minho finally said, a hint of humor in his voice.

jisung chuckled softly, his heart swelling with affection. "yeah, i think we do."

and in that moment, as they sat together, their connection felt stronger than ever.