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Yoon Hee was partically laying on the sofa in the yatch.

She wasn't feeling well because of the yatch that keep going up and down in the ocean.

Her head was a mess and her face was as pale as a ghost.

Taeyong came in with a tray of food. "Food's here-you ok?" He frowned when he saw Yoon Hee's face.

"I feel like vomitting." And she ran into the toilet that was luckily only a few steps away from her.

"You're not comfortable on sea is it?" Taeyong frowned and he just stood at door of the toilet.

Yoon Hee flushed the toilet but when she wanted to stand up she almost collapsed onto the ground but Taeyong quickly grabbed her.

"T-Thanks..." Yoon Hee slowly pushed him away and leaned against the door while slowly walking towards the sofa.

Taeyong stared at her back and felt a sudden gush of anger.

Angry of what?

He had no idea.

Taeyong pushed the idea away from his mind and went to his room and take out a medicine box.

"Eat it." He gave Yoon Hee a pill and warm water.

Yoon Hee was too dizzy to even say thank you, she only accepted it and quickly swallowed it.

"You can rest in my room. It'll take one more hour to reach Iris High." Taeyong said, his eyes fixing on a half dead Yoon Hee.

"..." She doesn't reply because she was already sleeping.

"Yah." Taeyong hit her arm.

"Hmph." Yoon Hee pushed him away and and continued sleeping.

Taeyong sighed.

He never know a girl could be this hard to deal with.

As a gentleman, he couldn't let a girl sleep like that on a sofa. Taeyong bent down and carried Yoon Hee up in bridal style.

"Yah...." Yoon Hee shruggled a bit.

"Go back to sleep." Taeyong hushed.

She stopped moving and calm breathe and soft muttering came out from her.

Taeyong rolled his eyes and walked into his room.

He gently put Yoon Hee down and covered her with blanket and went back to his control room.

Until his phone rang.

"Hello?" Taeyong picked up the phone call.

"It's me Ten. Did you fetch her?" Ten asked on the other side of the phone.

"Yeah." Taeyong went into the control room and sat down on his chair.

"Where is she now?"

"She's sleeping." Taeyong took a glance at the room. "She's not comfortable on sea. She just vomitted."

"Is she okay?" Ten asked.

Taeyong frowned. He could hear the anxiety in his voice.

"She's fine." Taeyong coldly said.

"Send her directly to my place when you guys arrived but let her get some rest first." Ten said.

"Yeah yeah." To be honest Taeyong wasn't paying attention on what Ten was saying.

"Okay. I'm having class later, have to go now."

And they ended up the phone call.

Taeyong took another glance at the room and went back facing the sea.

Ten really care about this girl.

How will she react if she knows about his true identity?

Taeyong went out from the control room and stood at the platform, letting the wind hit his face, making himself awake.

What if, she cares about Ten as much as Ten cares her?

Taeyong frowned. Seriously? Why do I even care about that.

She was just a girl.

Yes. She was only that one normal girl.

I don't even need to care about her.

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A/n: hellooo long time no see :D

This is more like a Taeyong x Yoon Hee chapter :)

Taeyong is actually a cute person :)

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