anywhere // : jihan [slow updates]

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Jeonghan's P.OV

Seungcheol drove me home after that- and Jihoon decided to tag along.

"Sometimes school is just less important than your health." Is how Cheollie justified us three skipping school.

The car ride back to our apartment was tense and quiet. All that was heard besides my continuous sniffling was Jihoon and Seungcheol's whispering, which even that was nearly inaudible. I didn't bother asking what they were talking about because I knew they were taking about me. Well, me, Junhui, and Jisoo.

When we got back to our apartment, I immediately turned to go to Seungcheol and my's bunk bed.

"Jeonghan," Seungcheol quietly murmured finally, reaching for my shoulder. "I don't..Jihoon and I think it would be better if we all curled up together and watched a movie. Can we do that? ..We just don't think it's right to leave you alone right now."

I sighed quietly, wanting to decline his suggestion but knowing i didn't have a say. When Seungcheol was worried with me, he "had" to have tabs on me the whole time to make sure I wouldn't do anything stupid,  even if I would never.

"Mm. Whatever." I murmured, walking with him to the small living room. I plopped down on the couch, huffing and curling up into a ball while Jihoon draped a blanket over me and spoke in a frustrated tone.. "I'm so mad. I'm going to hit him. I'm really going to shove my guitar right up Wen Junhui's-" "Y-Yah! Do you want anything to eat Jeonghan? You're looking a little colorless.." Seungcheol chimed in, laughing awkwardly at Jihoon. "No thanks." I said quietly, cuddling in to the blanket even more. Seungcheol took a seat on one side of me and the shorty took a seat on the other side. I let my head fall on Jihoon's shoulder as Cheollie put on a cheesy comedy movie.

For the most part, I focused on the movie even though I wasn't interested. I didn't realize how tense i was until Jihoon went to get up to go to the bathroom and I jumped. I sighed quietly, apologizing and scooting over so he could go.

When Seungcheol and I were finally alone, he slipped his arms around me in one of those big, comforting teddybear hugs that make me feel extremely safe. "How are you really doing."

"Awful." I answered shortly.

He laughed a little, stroking my hair. "I'm here for you. Let's forget about the drama for now. Let's relax."

When we hugged like this, Seungcheol always got this motherly presence that made everything feel like it was going to be okay.

I was going to be okay.
At least, for these few moments.

Little filler chapter with nothing interesting going on. Anyways, Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it!