Fluffy SKZ Oneshots EP.2🧸

Clean sheets fresh pajamas🌡️

Sickie: Changbin
Caregiver: Hyunjin

No one’s POV.:
It had already been a couple of hours since Changbin had returned from the studio. He hadn’t been feeling his best lately, which was why Chan had sent him home early today, and he had gone straight to bed once he got back. That didn’t mean he’d be able to sleep though. Changbin had lain awake for the past few hours, trying to doze and hoping the incessant headache that had been bothering him lately would ease up a little once he got some rest. Rest wouldn’t come easy though and the rapper shuddered. His room hadn’t felt this cold earlier but he couldn’t seem to find the energy to get up and adjust the air-conditioning. It also didn’t seem like it was enough of a reason to call out to Hyunjin and ask the dancer to check his air-conditioning, just because Changbin didn’t feel like getting out of bed.

Sluggishly pulling his blanket tighter, Changbin rubbed his nose into the fabric. He had been a little stuffed up the day before but that was no comparison to his runny his nose had gotten since Chan had sent him home. The tissues on his nightstand had long since run out, so if he wanted to blow his nose, he’d have to go to the bathroom and that sounded like far too much effort. With how heavy his limbs felt, Changbin couldn’t picture himself moving anywhere anytime soon. Too bad that he had made plans to watch a drama with Hyunjin later that night. Oh well, if his dongsaeng was serious about their plans, he’d come and collect him at some point. Changbin could still hope that the other forgot about it somehow.

Of course, Hyunjin didn’t forget. Scrolling through his phone to see what they could order for dinner, the dancer leant against Changbin’s doorframe and hummed: “What are you hungry for, hyung? You didn’t eat dinner yet, right?” Only when he glanced up from his phone, did he see the pitiful state his friend was in. “Could you- Could you check the AC settings, Hyune? It’s so freaking cold”, Changbin rasped, his voice coming out unexpectedly husky. “Oh wow, you sound rough”, Hyunjin commented, walking up to the wall controller, “Hyung, I don’t think you wanna hear this but- the AC is off….”

After a stunned moment of silence, Changbin propped himself up on his elbow, causing the congestion in his sinuses to shift. Catching a wet sneeze in his blanket, he sniffled: “Why’s it- why’s it so cold though?” – “I mean, you certainly look like you could be running a fever”, Hyunjin frowned, clicking his tongue, “Hang on, I’ll go fetch the thermometer and… tissues?” The rapper nodded gratefully and closed his eyes. A fever would probably explain why he felt so awful. It also wasn’t like this had come out of nowhere. Changbin had been coming down with something for a few days now, he just hadn’t paid his body enough mind to realize he wouldn’t get away with a mild case of the sniffles this time.

When Hyunjin returned, Changbin gratefully accepted the tissues and went through multiple blowing his nose. For the first time in what had felt like hours, he could at least somewhat breathe and he gave a stuffy sigh of relief, that inevitably turned into a cough. “Here, open up”, Hyunjin instructed, tapping the thermometer against the rapper’s chapped lips. The older complied and held it under his tongue as he leant back into his pillows. When the device beeped, Hyunjin plucked it from Changbin’s lips and scowled: “No wonder, you feel so cold. I expected you to run a fever but I didn’t think it’d be this high.” – “Too high for another blanket?”, the rapper breathed, shuddering pathetically. Guiltily biting his lip, the younger hummed: “I could get you that fuzzy throw blanket from the back of the couch. It’s not all that thick, we just need to monitor your temperature closely.”

Bundled up under two blankets, Changbin sleepily glanced up at Hyunjin when the dancer mused: “I’d have a much better feeling about this if you took something for your fever, hyung. Do you think you could eat a bite before that though?” – “My throat hurts”, the older mumbled, pulling both blankets up to his chin. “I could make a smoothie”, Hyunjin offered, running his fingers through the other’s hair, “That way, you could also get your vitamins in.” Changbin gave a tired nod but pouted when the younger left. It had been nice to not be alone. Hyunjin wasn’t gone for long though and also kept him company while he sipped his smoothie. Once dosed up and warmly tucked into bed, Changbin drifted off pretty quickly and Hyunjin left, trying to find something useful to do.