SEVENTEEN

Chapter 33

lol I'm iwatobi swim club as fuck, I mean sousuke is hot like who the hell would disagree come fite me man.

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Min-Young's POV

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"Wake up!" I heard Joshua's voice make my eyes flicker open, I rubbed my eyes a bit to get all the crust off of it and groaned as loud as I could and pulled the covers over my ahead again. I was not feeling that good especially after yesternight when all the members dared each other who could eyes the most popcorn, I won third place, and Mingyu one first and then Seungkwan passed out from just shoving random handfuls of popcorn in his mouth but besides the prize of bragging rights it gave me a giant headache and stomachache. Remind me to never listen to the boys every again.

"Wake up and make me a sandwich come on Min-Young."

"Choke on it asswad." I numbers while coughing up, he pulled the covers down making my eyes see the light of the sun just hit my face. I really didn't need this right now, I hovered my hand above my eyes while squinting them the hell. It was too cold in the morning my god, I brought my knees up to my chest making me look like a retarded ball that was about to burst kicking and punching Joshua if he goes any closer to me.

"Are you sick?" No shit man, I nodded my head while he touched my forehead and I felt his skin on my. I coughed a little bit more and felt my stomach rumble I don't know if I was hungry or I was about to throw up something. I mean at least I have Joshua to throw up on for waking me up. He flinched back when he heard my throat cough up and make this random ass noise.

"I don't know if I can help you, I have a performance tonight." He stuttered while rubbing his jawline with his hand and combing his hair with his fingers. I licked my lips whole thinking about it, ah right his mansae performance tonight. I forgot about that he told me a couple days after the music video came out, I'm just glad that he got more than one line and that he still stays happy and healthy. I don't know how he manages it but he does it somehow. I slapped my face with my cupped hands and feel the warmness on my face this wasn't just you know flirty and cute warmness it was feverish and sick warmness.

"It's fine I can take care of myself honestly, just go practice." He raises his eyebrow while walking to the blanket he threw on the ground and wraps me in it. He smirks at me, I don't think he's gonna stay he knows I'll fight back if he refuses to take my offer. I felt his lips touch my forehead when he pecked at it, he took his hand and stroked my messy and greasy hair back.

"You'll get better I promise, I'll see you after the performance right? And Sophia is coming over later at like noonish so just let her in." I nodded my head while coughing up something I don't knew what but I don't even want to know honestly. He peaked his head out the door and waving to me before disappearing out of my sight, I miss him already. I stayed in bed like that not doing anything just watching the ceiling, I looked around my surroundings I noticed I was in Joshua's bed he probably put me in here when I fell asleep where did he go then? I glanced over at the sheets and a single pillow laid across the floor. Honestly he has a performance today and he decided to sleep on his back on the hard wood floor?

I blinked my eyes before noticing the little dents in the ceiling, I sighed really loudly. I just wanted to go back asleep again, I don't wanna just lay here all day long because how freaking lazy I am. I heard the door bell ring and I got concerned, Sophia's pretty early I guess he said she would be here around noon. I got my ass up and walked with my little grey sweatpants shorts and the giant shirt that Joshua gave me to wear it had the logo of his like middle school on it but it was worn off.

I skipped my feet while trying to fix my hair before walking out there, I sighed down my hair while looking at myself. I sighed loudly I guess it will have to do. I turned the knob and expected to see Sophia but I saw someone else, I looked at the tall man in the black, sleek suit that had little gold enrichments everywhere. His hair the same way I remember it slicked back into looking professional. My father always looking sharp.