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"𝖲𝗂𝖼𝗄" | chanmin

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗅𝗆𝖺𝗈
Genre: fluff
sick au
Chanmin

Warnings:
none 💪

Reminder of the day: you're so hot my pookie wookie dookie lookie nookie cookie sookie bookie kookie 😍

Minho pov:

I tossed and turned on my dorm bed. Why couldn't I sleep?
Why did I feel so hot?

Air just wasn't enough. I did big breaths in, big breaths out. But it only made me lightheaded. What's wrong with me?

I got up slowly, everything spinning before looking around and grabbing my phone from my nightstand near my bed.

• "3:48.." I whispered out loud, squinting my eyes to adjust to the brightness of the phone.

I'm so tired. I want to sleep. But I feel so uncomfortable.
I look to my left, seeing Chan sleeping peacefully, small snores coming from him.

I sigh as I slowly get up, bad idea. I feel myself start to lose balance, my left foot tripping over my right foot, as I feel myself falling onto the floor

I groan as my body hits the floor. Luckily, my head didn't touch the floor, I only hurt my left side a bit, as I fell on it.
I guess I made quite some noise, because I see Chan shuffling on his bed, slowly lifting his head up before his eyes meet mine.

- "M-minho?.. Minho!"

I see him get up in a hurry to grab me, I go limp in his arms as he picks me up to place me on my bed.

- "What happened? Does anything hurt? Are you okay? How much fingers do I have up? Nightmare? What were you doin-"

• "ugh.. one question at a time.. everything's spinning.."

- "right right sorry.. does your head hurt?"

It did. It hurt so bad. My head felt like it would explode. But I wouldn't tell him that; he already has so much in his plate, I don't want to stress him more than he needs to. I'm the second oldest and therefor I have to be strong, especially with Chan. Because otherwise, how will he trust me to take care of the others?

• "n-no.. I feel okay.. I just slipped with a water bottle that was on the floor, I swear."

But who was I to convince Chan?

- "min we both know that's not true. You're burning up-

He said as he raised his hand to my forehead

- literally everywhere, on your arms, neck, and you're forehead may be hotter than you, and that's hard to beat."

• "liar. Nothings hotter than me"

I hear him chuckle. Oh how I love his laugh. I admire Chan so much. He's always there to help. He's always so attentive, he's attractive, he's nice, he's sweet, and he's rich. What else can you ask for in a man??

- "you're completely right. But may you explain why you were on the floor?"

• "nothing happened. I slipped, that's all."

- "min you know better than to lie to me. What happened? I want all truths, and not one single lie."

•"iwasfeelinglikeshitandcouldntsleepsoigotuptogetsomewaterbutilostbalanceandslipped.."

I saw him look at me and at the wall, probably processing what I had just said.

- "so- you felt weird and your conclusion was to.. get up? Minho you dumb fuck you could've heart yourself!"

I felt him smack me lightly on the arm as he said this.. I mean I get why but how dare he??

I dramatically gasped and began soothing my arm, acting as if it hurt, forcing tears to prick my eyes and forcefully making my lip wobble.

- "wait no- I'm sorry I'm sorry"

He got closer to me and opened his arms, going to hug me before I lifted my knee and kicked him in the nuts, laughing at him as I saw him double down and blowing a raspberry. What? It's only normal.

• "How dare you touch the lee Minho like that??"

I breathed between laughs.
But of course, all this laughing gave consequences as my laughs began turning into ugly coughs, feeling my eyes actually water now as I felt air not being enough.

- "min oh my god see this is why you don't hurt others. That hurt like fuck. You good? Breath min breath."

I felt him pat my back and sit next to me, turning off our ac and turning on a near lamp, seeing him reach over to my mini fridge and pulling out a water bottle, uncapping it and handing it to me.

- "here, drink slowly."

As I drank water, he got up the bed and went out, coming in a bit after with a wet cloth and a bowl full of water in his hands.

• "woah what's that for?"

I judgidly pointed to the cloth, glaring at it. Who in their right mind likes having wet cloth on their body's?? It's a disgusting and annoying feeling. Should be banned. Ew.

- "to clean the bed."

• "bitch wha-"

He laughed a bit as he urged me to lay down, I did as signaled as he put the bowl and cloth on the nightstand, going to our bathroom and I suppose getting the thermometer. My suspicions being proven right when I saw him walk out with one in his hands.

- "Come on lift your arm up"

I groaned as I did as told. I'm not a baby. I could do it just fine myself.

- "i know you could, but if I can help why would I not?"

I stared at him confused as he dipped the cloth in the bowl

- "you were thinking out loud apparently"

He answered my silent question as he put the cloth on my forehead and patted it, taking the thermometer from me as it had already beeped.

- "it's a bit high, definitely a fever, but you'll get through it, nothing you, the lee Minho can't handle."

• "mocking the sick isn't okay hyung."

I glared at him jokingly, hearing him giggle and cover me up with a thin blanket he somehow made appear.

- "let's see if you can try sleeping, if you can't, wake me up and we'll see what we can give you. We can also give you some medicine for that ugly fever or cough if it gets worse."

I nodded, silently thanking him with a small smile, feeling him ruffle my heart and kiss my forehead, seeing him go to his own bed, drifting to sleep. And I eventually did too.

A/N: this is giving.. ehh.. just eh. I love Chanmin tbh, anyways.. bye bye!

Fact of the day: while writing the start of this, I was incredibly sick too, which is how i got the idea of writing this. I'm fine rn tho!