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- 𝕋ℍ𝕀ℝ𝕋𝔼𝔼ℕ - 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕡𝕠𝕩
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"thank goodness you're alive, thought i'd lost you for a moment there." wooyoung joked, grabbing a pint of ice cream from the freezer before raising an eyebrow at hongjoong as he came down the steps and settled by the doorway of the kitchen.
"what happened earlier?" wooyoung asked, curiosity getting the best of him.
"nothing." hongjoong said quickly, too quickly- and wooyoung squinted at him, leaning back against the counter top as he opened the ice cream container- he hummed, "nothing huh?"
hongjoong nodded slowly, staying in his spot under the archway as he swayed back and forth, eyes flicking from wooyoung, to the floor, to the wall, then back to wooyoung as memories of seonghwa on his knees flashed through his mind, "yup." he made a loud pop on the p.
"right." wooyoung said plainly, eyes doing a once over hongjoong, "you look....worn out, you getting sick or something?"
even though wooyoungs tone was joking, hongjoong could see the worry in his eyes, and he felt bad. real bad, because while wooyoung was downstairs worrying over him, he was upstairs sucking tongue with his older brother (whom of which had now been passed out on his bed for the last fifteen minutes after lazily kissing hongjoong a few more times).
he felt so fake, really fake for what happened; he couldn't believe he let himself indulge in his best friends brother- that he gave into his words and his mind games. yes wooyoung knew about hongjoongs (old) small tinsy crush on seonghwa- but the fact that they were hooking up right under wooyoungs nose left him feeling utterly sick.
he wanted to tell him, he had to tell him.
hongjoong frowned, "what?"
but he couldn't.
"your face is red, and your hairs a mess, plus your eyes look so glossy, and you've got these blemishes on you're neck too." wooyoung frowned back, setting his ice cream on the counter, "you got chicken pox or some shit?"
"who's got chicken pox?" san said as he walked past hongjoong, the sudden presence making him flinch a bit.
wooyoung pointed simply, "hongjoong does."
"hongjoongs got chicken pox?" san asked, voice filled with confusion as he hopped up to sit on the edge of the counter next to wooyoung.
hongjoongs eyebrows furrowed, and he scoffed, "no- no i don't have chicken pox."
