Fallacy • Jeonghan [1]

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Lia

"Is Lia noona okay?"

"Shh! You'll wake her up!"

"I was whispering!"

"Yeah but everyone can hear you so.."

"Guys! She's waking up!"

When I opened my eyes, the first thing that greeted me was Hoshi's face, only inches away from mine, "Good morning!"

"Get away from m- oww!!" I shrieked, I couldn't move my foot when I tried to kick him off the bed.

'Right. Last night. Ankle. Jeonghan.' I sighed after remembering what happened last night.

"Mr. Kim! She's awake!" Hoshi yelled, and afterwards Mr. Kim came running into my room, with a few bandages and plasters in his hand.

Mr. Kim shook his head, "Aish seriously, you kids. I told you guys not to wake her up." He sat at the side of my bed, where a chair was put.

"Chan's fault!" Jun quickly said, and Chan turned to him with his innocent 'What-did-I-do?' expression plastered on his face. Oh. So its the donation squad that's here?

"Why are you guys even here?" I ask. Shouldn't they be at work though? I mean, Seungcheol hyung could've probably told them I hurt my ankle so yeah.

"We came to visit." Minghao says with a smile. Aww.

Mr. Kim touched my ankle, "Does it still hurt? If it does you might have to rest for the whole day. What happened last night anyway?" He studied it for a bit, a little touching here and there, and to be honest I wanted to kick him and the others outside, because first of all I was only wearing pyjama shorts, and I'm not very fond of showing more skin to people I'm not familiar with.

Yeah, true I'm not that familiar with Jeonghan either but he already saw me in shorts a few times already and he doesn't mind.

Just remind me never to wear shorts after this because honestly, Jun is creeping me out. I need to watch out for this guy.

"Is she awake already? Is she okay? Lia!" Seungcheol hyung came bursting into my room, and the first thinf he did was to not allow me breathe.

As in, other words, hug me. Tightly.

"Um, hyung, yeah I'm fine, you can let me go now," I say, trying to inhale oxygen despite the bear hug that Seungcheol hyung gave me.

"Oh sorry." He let go and sighed. It looked like a weight was lifted off his shoulders. Did he even sleep last night? He looks lifeless.

"Hyung," I call, squeezing his hand "get some sleep."

Seungcheol hyung smiled and nodded, his dimples showing. He excused himself, and went out of my room.

"So Mr. Kim, who brought me home?" I ask.

Mr. Kim raised an eyebrow, "How can you not know? Jeonghan was the only one with you last night. He brought you home. You two were sprawled in front of my lawn and somehow he knocked on my door and carried you home."

Jeonghan carried me here?

"But what about his ankle? I thought he twisted it?" I ask again, my voice getting louder despite the shock.

"He twisted his ankle? Really? You were probably dreaming my dear. He had no injuries. He was perfectly fine." Mr. Kim says, tapping his pen lightly on my sidetable.

"Oh - okay then." Were the only words that I could say. Maybe Jeonghan was joking about his ankle. That jerk.

Mr. Kim looked at his watch and stood up, his bag of stuff in his hand, "I should get going now. Get some rest Lia. You might not be able to walk or anything for a few days but I'm sure you'll get better in a flash."