Precious - SeongSang

6

Waking up, I groaned. My back and neck hurt. We all died on the couch. It was still dark out when I looked out the window. Yawning, going to get up but I just noticed the heavy weight on me. Looking down to see Yeosang curled up on top of me.

Picking him up and walking to my room. My clock says it's three in the morning. Setting him down on the bed and walking back to wake up Hongjoong.

Shaking him. He whined. "Joong, go to your room." He didn't answer me. I shook him again to at least get any type of response. Nothing. I sighed. Nipple twisted him as I covered his mouth. His scream was muffled. He slapped my hand away as he glared at me.

"The hell is wrong with you?!"

"Dude, chill. Go to bed. You have to get up early tomorrow."

He fell back on the couch. "You really woke me up because of that." He scoffed.

"You're lucky I didn't just drag you out of the apartment."

"True." He got up and walked to his room.

I went to mine.

Yeosang was sitting up. He stared at me. "I thought you were still asleep." I sat down. He instantly crawled over to me. He laid his head on my shoulder. He held my hand. "Is something wrong?"

He shook his head. "Just tired."

I laid back. He fell back with me. He was practically on top of me now. He instantly fell asleep. Pulling the covers over him.

I patted his head as I was feeling myself falling back asleep.

Waking up again, I felt cold. Looking next to me to see that Yeosang was not there. But that wouldn't explain how cold I felt. I looked around a bit more, the time stood out to me of it being five in the morning. Hongjoong is at work. But my curtains for some reason were moving. Seeing a small glimpse of Yeosang sitting on the railing outside on the balcony.

Getting up and stretching, I quickly let out a groan as my back cracked. Putting on a sweater, I got up and grabbed a blanket. Walking out to the balcony, it was raining. Really pouring. Barely able to see the stores and houses across the street it was so foggy. But what really caught my attention was how Yeosang looked a lot more pale than usual. He was balled up, visibly shivering.

I covered him with the blanket. "You know it's still really early." He nodded. "How long have you been out here for?" He shrugged. I was making sure he was completely covered. I wrapped my arms around him, he leaned back into my hold. He held my hand. A shiver went up my spine. "You're freezing!"

"Am I?"

"Yeosang, you're shaking." He turned around and just stared at me. "Let's go back inside." He only nodded but didn't move. I sighed and picked him up. Making sure the blanket stayed around him. Even through the blanket, I can still feel how cold he was.

Setting him on the bed, I went to turn the heater on as I closed the balcony doors. Going back over to him and covering him with more blankets. He just didn't move. "What's wrong?"

"Hmm?"

"You're usually not like this. What happened?"

He shook his head.

I sat next to him. He quickly laid his head on my shoulder. He let out a sigh. Holding his hand even if he was really cold. His finger tips a vibrant pink, the very tips looked a slight purple.

Hearing a sniffle come come him. I quickly looked down at him. "Yeosang? What's wrong?"

He shook his head again. "Nothing." He was barely able to get out.