FOR KIMCHAY [Oneshot collection]

You're the medicine to calm my waves 💊

In where, Kim was sick but he still stubbornly wanted to finish his shoot.

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"𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑡, 𝐼 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟."

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"Chay, I need your help. WIK is running a high fever, but he doesn't want to reschedule the photoshoot. He wouldn't listen to anyone here, and I know you're the only one he would listen to."

That's what Kim's manager said through a phone call that Porchay received. He had to excuse himself to the bathroom to take the call as Ae—Kim's manager—has been calling her non-stop. Her voice sounded so worried, urgent, and in panic.

Porchay didn't get to attend his last class as he quickly grabbed his bag and hailed a cab to his boyfriend's photoshoot location.

He knew that his boyfriend was stubborn—more stubborn than a five-year-old kid who couldn't accept a no.

Once Kim sets his mind on something, no matter what happens, he will make sure to finish the work. Yes, even when he's burning with a fever.

Reaching the shoot location, Porchay handed a thousand bill to the taxi driver before hurriedly getting out of the car.

He was greeted by a few staff, who looked anxious as they watched him half-walking and half-running towards Kim's dressing room.

"Porchay!" Ae greeted him.

Chay halted his steps. "Phi, how's P'Kim?" he worriedly asked.

Ae just sighed—a heavy one—before turning her head towards the third room from the left. "He's taking a break right now, but he said he'd finish the shoot today." Ae looked stressed out, probably because of how stubborn Kim has been. Porchay noticed how every staff member that greeted him was somewhat on edge today, like they're carefully walking on eggshells. "He's so stubborn, Chay. He doesn't listen! His fever is so high."

Porchay thinly smiled at her and rubbed her arm encouragingly. "I'll talk to P'Kim." he said before nodding at Ae. "Can we really reschedule this shoot, P'Ae?"

Ae looked like she was contemplating whether to tell the truth or lie for the sake of Kim's health. "We can talk to our clients." she answered vaguely, but Porchay knew it meant they couldn't. He's been with Kim for a long time and has been around him behind the camera most of the time, so he already knew what those vague answers really meant.

As Ae apologized and smiled at him, Chay just gave her a small smile. "Okay, phi." he answered before walking towards Kim's dressing room.

"Kim! Let's just reschedule this." Porchay heard as he stood outside the door. "This is the third time you almost collapse in 2 hours. Just go home and rest." It was Rei's voice, Kim's make-up artist.

"I'm okay. I can finish the shoot." Porchay noticed how groggy and weak Kim's voice was when he answered. And hearing Kim's voice like that just amplifies his worries more, so, before Kim says another word, Porchay barges into his dressing room, opening the door. "We're going home." he flatly said to make it sound like he's serious, and Kim couldn't reason out more.