Shameless Love - Park Chanyeol

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Emma

When my body rolled over to my back, my mind kept telling the lazy ass of mine to wake up but my weak delicate self in bed just declines. I could feel the soreness through my gullet, sinuses congested with dried mucus, and sweat driplets rolling down my bare pale forehead. Probably visible that I have a high fever, no big deal. Sarcasm indeed.

Deciding to slowly awaken, I stretch my weak body out, consign to oblivion about my slight swollen kneecap and side until the twinge ached again, slamming my eyes shut and hummed the forgotten pain. Immediately curling myself into a ball on my side when suddenly my stomach ache discomfort kicked in. A faint groan released from the tip of my sickening mouth. Wow this arouse just keeps getting better and better huh?

Suddenly, my ears heard the door creak open. Indicating that someone tried to quietly walk inside my room, but failed. Grunting in response while lazily grabbing the pillow that's closest to me, instantly plopping the pillow on the side of my face, still having my eyes shut when saying in a faint gravely yet annoyed tone "Go away I'm trying to sleep!"

The anonymous just casually chuckled a little while responding "Fine, then I'll take this delicious chicken soup with me." in a deep husky voice, scrunching my eyebrows in confusion, instantly recognizing that voice. Slowly putting that pillow aside, turning forward while rubbing my eyes to fully visualize what's going on. Once my eyes adjusted, my vision became clear to have my gaze land on a soft-looking side profile of Park Chanyeol in his black under-armor sweatshirt with his messed up fluffy hair, kneeling down while stirring the chicken soup in a calm steady pace on the nightstand that I've never placed in my room..

While he was doing that, my eyes wandered around the room to suddenly realize that this wasn't my chamber, nor my home, not even my bed. The comfort of this bed was more soft and cozy, the pillows on the bed were overwhelming, the softness against my ill skin was unbelievable, that's when my little mind rethought, questioning if this is the same comfort of my bed, but got distracted by the softness. Then my wandering eyes, continuing to skim around the room more, noticing some pictures of EXO but mostly the pictures consisted of Chanyeol's selfies with the boys, some trophies, and more decorations that could make this a dudes room. So by knowledge, this is Park Chanyeol's room. Wait.. that means I'm in his bed?? How did I end up in his bed exactly?

My eyes widen a little in shock, a glare daggered towards his way in anger yet when I asked in a scratchy voice dictation "Why am I in your bed?" he finished stirring the appetizing chicken soup before looking dead straight into my sickening dark blue, responding to my question "The comfort of the couch in the living room wouldn't help you get better." That's very true. The living room couch was not so comfortable. After responding, he swiftly got up to grab the small glass of water on his desk, placing the glass on the nightstand gently. As his body sits on the chair next to the bed where I'm currently laying, I say to let him know "You didn't have to take care of me, I'm okay." he facial expression can obviously tell he simply disagrees, noticing the fever symptoms appear upon my skin.

"Well it was either this or just leave you passed out on the tiled floor." he lightly chuckled, I did as well, realizing that he had no choice when a helpless girl collapses right in front of him.

He then continued to say directly "Sit up." obeying while using my hands to guide my way to scoot back, sitting up as my vision saw his hands move over to the nightstand to grab the bowl of chicken soup. Swiftly yet in light manner, handed me the bowl, feeling the warmth of the chicken soup touch my palms upon my lap.

My right hand hesitantly grabs the silver spoon to scoop a little bit of the warm chicken soup, blowing a little bit on the spoonful just to cool it down before entering my unwell mouth. Gave it a couple seconds to settle inside my stomach, gulping before saying in a sorry tone "I should've just went home last night, you shouldn't have to stay home just because of my sick ass."