𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖳𝗈 𝖧𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖬𝖾 || 𝖲𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗀

𝖤𝗅𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇

Pov Seungmin

He went to the bathroom, and looked at Jisung's expensive sweater. He really wanted to wear it, but this thought of people hating on him for it was stuck in his head.

But Jisung looked happy for helping him, and Seungmin didn't want to make him more sad than he already was about Minho.

So he quickly changed, and looked at his reflection in the mirror. He liked it. He smelled it, and a slight smile appeared on his face. It had Jisung's signature smell.

He took a deep breath, and got out, immediately regretting it. But there was no turning back. Jisung had already seen him.

"It looks way better on you than it looks on me."

"Aren't you supposed to be with Heather?"

Jisung looked at their class's window, and saw Heather taking a selfie, making a weird face.

"Damn, I left Minho alone with her."

He said, and started to run through the building. Seungmin raised his eyebrow and crossed his arms.

So what? Wait, what if he's afraid that they will date? Damn it.

Seungmin had convinced himself that he didn't like Jisung. At least not romantically. And that was low-key the truth, it was just that he couldn't help but feel jealous.

He went back to his friends, and grabbed his bag from Hyunjin's hand, quickly shoving his shirt in it.

"What are you wearing?-"

Hyunjin asked, completely shocked. Seungmin quickly explained, and started to walk fast through the class.

He wanted to be there, so he could stop Jisung from even talking to that obsessed fan of his.

As they went in the class, Seungmin was shocked to see Jisung holding her hand like the two of them were dating.

Why would Jisung kiss him then? Was he just another player? Seungmin felt his stomach burning, and he was nauseous.

He got dizzy, and his legs started to shake. It seemed like they couldn't hold him up anymore.

"Are you okay?"

Hyunjin said grabbing Seungmin by his hand the second his legs bent. Seungmin's eyes filled with tears, and he looked around him.

"I-.. I should've stayed at home.."

He murmured and ran out of the class, letting the tears roll down his slightly pink cheeks and chin.

He could hear Hyunjin running behind him, and felt bad. He didn't want people to skip classes, be sad or do whatever because of him.

He stopped, and turned around, eyeing Hyunjin. The elder tilted his head to the side, opening his arms wide.

Seungmin wiped his tears away, and rushed into Hyunjin's arms, hugging him really tight.

"It's okay. Everything's gonna be fine. Let me take you home."

Seungmin was in a situation where he couldn't say no. He just followed Hyunjin slowly, unable to walk any faster.

"Hop on my back. I'll give you a piggy ride until we get home. Come on."

Seungmin did as Hyunjin told him, and they went home together. Seungmin laid on the bed and looked at Hyunjin.

"Thank you. Thank you so much."

"No need to. Do you want me to stay here with you?"

Seungmin shook his head and showed Hyunjin his phone. The elder smiled and nodded slightly.

"I'm leaving, but you'll call me even if you just need water, okay?"

Seungmin nodded and Hyunjin left. So Seungmin had nothing to do, and just fell asleep.

As he woke up, some time later, his stomach ached, because he hadn't eaten anything for so long.

He knew he promised to call Hyunjin, for whatever he needed, but he was in class, and Seungmin didn't want to be the reason Hyunjin would have his phone taken away.

So he stood up by himself, and went to the kitchen. He was relieved to see that he was still up, without anyone's help.

But not for long. The room seemed to start spinning, while getting more and more black.

What happened after, anyone could guess it. As he fell down, he hit his head on the table making him unconscious.

He didn't realise how he woke up. He could only remember him being in a black room that was spinning.

He woke up with Hyunjin on top of him, almost crying. Seungmin couldn't understand what was happening.

"What are you doing here? Is school done already?"

"What are you talking about?! Seungmin, I told you to call me!"

Hyunjin shouted, not because he was angry, but because he got so scared and worried about Seungmin.

"You were in class."

Seungmin said, with a low, and scratchy voice, as Hyunjin helped him stand up and sit on the chair.

"When I say call me, I mean it! I told everyone that I'm waiting an important call!"

Hyunjin said, pinching the top of his nose as if he was mad. Seungmin looked down, regretting the moment he left Jisung's house all alone.

But as he thought about it for a bit, it wasn't because he was sick, but because what he saw earlier that day kind of hurt him.

"I'm sorry, Hyun."

"No, don't apologise. Do you feel sick? Why did you faint?"

Seungmin hesitated. He was low-key scared that if Hyunjin found out that Jisung was the reason, he would get really mad.

But he decided to tell him anyways. Hyunjin was his best friend of all time, and he had to know.

"It's because of Jisung. I saw him with that girl and... I just lost it."

Hyunjin sighed, and hugged Seungmin gently, wrapping his hands around the younger's waist.

"It will be just fine. I promise."

"Fine?! He kisses me and then flirts with a fucking bitch!"

Seungmin shouted, slightly pushing Hyunjin back, not wanting to get him sick. But Hyunjin seemed to be hurt by his action.

"Wait, I did it because I don't want to get you sick, don't be sad, I'm about to lose my shit, I won't stand it."

Hyunjin smiled, and nodded, turning around to go to Seungmin's room. He came back with a blanket, and wrapped it around Seungmin's body.

"This will keep you warm."

He said, opening the fridge, and pulling out a bottle of milk, wanting to make hot milk for Seungmin to feel better, like he was a little kid.

"You always do that. Literally every time I'm sick."

Seungmin giggled, pointing at the milk and showing him the blanket. Hyunjin loved taking care of Seungmin.