A story about innocent cohabitation between two Korean boys and one foreigner girl.
What could possibly go wrong?
(Not a meanie fanfiction or a love triangle, or at least not between Mingyu, Wonwoo and the OC.)
Other seventeen members will be also f...
When we first moved in together, we all agreed that if one of us got sick, as in a respectful level of sick, that person would have the right to be a whining little kid without getting hit with a chair as well as being nursed by one or both roommates.
Mingyu always feared being sick, since he strongly believes me and Wonwoo would try to poison him or accidentally explode the kitchen. Basically, he thinks we're going to kill him in the process. Thankfully for him, he doesn't get sick very often, which seems so unbelievable due to his certain unhygienic habits. For us, Mingyu's rare sick state is also great, for the simple reason that no one has the patience to put up with it.
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In my case, I get clumsy. Not the general knock-over-or-break-something clumsy. I'm talking about over the edge, never get out of the bed, catastrophically clumsy, where walking is almost impossible without falling on my face. I also get very sleepy too and I even managed to fall asleep on the bathroom floor. Since my brain can't focus on anything at all, the most basic tasks become impossible. This leaves my roommates the mission to drag me around the apartment and making sure that I don't trip over my feet. They treat me like a walking disaster baby in need of supervision.
Thankfully, I'm not the one who is sick this time.
Wonwoo is the most prone to sickness out of the three of us. He's not as annoying as Mingyu, and the thought of throwing him out of a window never even crossed my mind. He's just a giant whining child in need of caring. Feed him and wrap him in blankets like a burrito and he will be fine...eventually.
Two days ago, Wonwoo came down with a cold, forcing me and Mingyu to run around trying to fulfill the huge child's wishes. This morning since we all had classes, we had to decide which one of us had to stay behind to care for our sick roommate. It wasn't much of a discussion since Mingyu argued that Wonwoo was my boyfriend, therefore I should stay with him in both sickness and health. After informing him that was only valid when it comes to marriage, I agreed to stay behind since I didn't feel like going to class anyway.
Which is why I am now trying to convince the said sick child to eat the goddamm soup Mingyu made him this morning.
"Eat it!"
"No!"
"Wonwoo!"
"Why are you doing this to me?" he groaned.
"I'm just following Mingyu's mum's orders. Now eat the soup!"
"...do I have too?"
"Would you rather have Mingyu feeding you instead?"
"Fine!"
I'm starting to reconsider if missing classes was worth it when I have to deal with the gigantic infant lying in his bed, all wrapped up in blankets.
