Wrong Bed Φ soonhoon

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Jihoon's

". . . .ugh." Fckshit. Ansakit ng ulo ko. Jihoon tucked in his robe and pajamas and tried to get off his bed. He wears his bunny slippers.

Suminghot si Jihoon then coughs. Sinarado ni Jihoon ang bintana as he hugs himself from the breeze. This sucks.

Mga limang minuto bago makarating si Jihoon sa kusina para kumuha lang ng isang basong tubig. Almost 10 minutes para naman hanapin yung thermometer sa first aid kit.

. . . . . 39.1°

Shit.

Jihoon drinks his water and goes back to bed. It was currently 7:06 p.m. hindi parin nakain si Jihoon.

Jihoon hated the fact he was just lying down his bed, all sick and ill and weak to move around. Pero ito din naman yung gusto niya, yung humiga na lang maghapon. Tutal, ayaw niya din naman pumasok sa trabaho.

Jihoon didn't want to expect for someone to knock on his door to visit him. Sina Soonyoung at Bumzu hyung lang naman nakakaalam ng karamdaman niya ngayon.

Jihoon didn't ate since noon. Tubig lang siya ng tubig. He thought, okay na 'to. Ano bang silbi ko para mabuhay? Tutal wala din namang nagpapahalaga miski mag-alala sakin.

Jihoon shoves down his blanket to him and closes his eyes.

Seungcheol. Bakit?

Nagawa ko naman lahat diba? Sinunod naman kita ah? Ba't mo kailangan pang gawin sakin 'yon?

Jihoon turns on his phone, sakaling may tumawag man lang o may nagtext, even opens his messenger but what he saw was just a missed call from his Bumzu hyung.

None from him?

Jihoon places his phone on the table. Hinihimas himas niya ang tiyan niya. Jihoon groaned out of hunger.

Hindi na nakapigil si Jihoon, imbis na plano niyang mamatay na lang dahil sa gutom, he had the urge to get out of his bed and boil ramyeon.

*sniffs*

*coughs*

*tok tok tok*

As Jihoon slurps his noodles, may kumatok naman sa pinto. Jihoon stood up and walked towards the door. . . Slowly.

Napa-tsk si Jihoon sa sarili niya, he walks with his weak body trying to get and open the door. Yakap yakap ni Jihoon ang sarili niya.

*tok tok tok!!!*

Palakas na ng palakas na ang katok ng pinto. Medyo halfway na si Jihoon, nasinghot at nauubo.

*tok tok tok!!!!!*

Does he know how to wait? I'm fcking ill here.

Must be the landlord.

At long last na-twist na ni Jihoon ang door knob at binuksan na ang pinto.

He hears crackles of plastic bags at laking gulat ng maliit na bata ng may biglang yumakap sa kanya.

Eo? Seungcheo—