𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 {𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦!}

50

Dowoon hung upside down from his bed and hummed to himself. He told himself he would listen to Jae and rest. He was just waiting for Wonpil to come over and hang out— help him recover. He was bored and his mom went out to get a few items. Dowoon looked at his wrapped up arm and sighed. Not even his mom would let him out, and now, she wanted to know where he is at all times and want him to text every 26 minutes to see if he's ok.

"Geez. It wasn't even that bad. I just got stabbed in the hand..." Dowoon groaned and looked at the time and then back to the text Wonpil sent 18 minutes ago.

"Aish where's piri?" As if on queue, the doorbell rang. A smile popped up on Dowoon's face and he rushed to get down the stairs and to the door. He opened the door and came face to face with his smiling boyfriend.

"Piri!"

"Woonie! I came to take care of you!"

"You mean hang out?"

"No...yes...? Was that supposed to be some code of some sort?"

"Oh...I thought it was a code for I'll actually come over to chill with you because of Jae.."

"Speaking of jae, he was the reason I was a bit late. He kept telling me that I shouldn't play around with you too much and that I need to make sure you get plenty of rest and care. And I will!"

"Aww But I don't wanna rest. I want to hang out with you" Dowoon pouted and Wonpil cupped his hands around Dowoon's cheeks and smiled.

"I'll hang out with you, if it makes you that happy!" Dowoon pulled Wonpil into the house and closed the door.

"Did Jae and Brian hyung take care of their little problem"

"Um...I guess. They closed the door though—"

"Ok ok that's enough info for me. That just shows me something happened. Ew" Dowoon left to his room and Wonpil trailed behind him like a loyal puppy.

"Piri come here~" Wonpil walked over to Dowoon and Soon was engulfed into a hug.

"Dowoonie doesn't your hand hurt?? Take it easy"

"It's fine Wonpil" he let go and laid on his bed. Wonpil went over and rested his head on Dowoon's stomach.

"Ok so when did they close the door? Right after you were going to leave? Or were those two already in the room"

"Right when they thought I left. I went to go get the keys real quick but then I heard—"

"Alright Alright. I think you've heard a lot for one day haven't you hm?" Wonpil nodded and Dowoon just laughed at the action. But the next action made Dowoon almost die.

"Daddy" as soon as that word left Wonpil's mouth, Dowoon choked on his saliva and got up, causing Wonpil to get up and check on him.

"Are you ok?"

"What was that?!"

"What was what?"

"What you said!"

"What I said? Oh. I called you daddy..."

"O my gosh I know what you called me, but why???"

"I said it in the group chat though..." Wonpil's cheeks turned a shade of pink and soon enough covered his cheeks to hide his blush. Dowoon's wars turned a light shade of red and he ran his hand through his hair.

"Oh god..you don't understand...babe.." so many things were going through Dowoon's mind at the moment.

"Did he really just call me daddy?"