SEVENTEEN ONESHOTS [✓]

💌 : junhao

Requested By: Deletinggg230 🫧

Jun becomes more sensitive than usual when he is sick or overworked, and he get looked after and comforted by Minghao.

Jun had always been the type to carry his burdens quietly, often pushing through exhaustion without a word.

But when illness or the weight of too many tasks caught up with him, something in his demeanor would shift.

His usual strength and composure would falter, replaced by a vulnerability that was uncharacteristic of him.

It was as if the world around him became too much to bear, and his carefully constructed walls started to crumble.

That evening was no different. Jun had been running on fumes for days, working late into the night, barely sleeping, his body weak and worn.

By the time he arrived at Minghao's apartment, his energy was spent, and his usual bright smile had been replaced by a quiet frown.

He hadn't even realized how much he was shutting down until Minghao's voice broke through the haze.

"Hyung,"

Minghao said softly, standing in the doorway, his gaze softening as he took in the sight of his friend.

"You look terrible. Come inside."

Jun tried to muster a playful response, but it came out weak, almost apologetic.

"I'm fine."

He muttered, but the tremor in his voice betrayed him.

Minghao didn't hesitate.

With a gentle hand on Jun's shoulder, he guided him to the couch, his touch both reassuring and grounding.

"You're not fine,"

He said, his tone firm yet caring.

"You've been pushing yourself too hard. Sit down, I'll make you something to eat."

As Minghao moved to the kitchen, Jun sank into the cushions, the weight of the day crashing down on him.

He felt the familiar sting of exhaustion creeping in, his body aching in ways he hadn't allowed himself to notice until now.

But it was Minghao's presence that anchored him, his calm, his patience, his unwavering care.

Jun's eyes fluttered shut for a moment, and before he knew it, Minghao was back, sitting beside him with a warm bowl of soup in hand.

Minghao didn't ask for anything more than for Jun to rest, to let him take care of everything for once.

He wrapped a blanket around Jun's shoulders, his gaze never leaving him, always watching for any sign of discomfort or unease.