going seventeen | seventeen

Chapter 6: The Ship is Sinking

i got some drama at the ending note. i'm not mad, i'm just really frustrated

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"jisoo," mingyu kept calling. it's so weird that he still wants to call me that, when joshua is literally in the same house. "jisooooooooo!!"

i sighed as i walked up to him. normally, i wouldn't go respond because i'm not "jisoo" or anything, but he just wouldn't give up calling me like a dying walrus or something. i sat down on the chair beside the bed, "what is it, mr. kim?"

"please massage my hands."

"what the fuck? are you suddenly jihoon?" i asked "and so i'm suddenly a maid, hm, kim mingyu?"

"no," he shook his head "jihoon told me you're really great though. i just wanna know for myself." there's nothing i could do anyway. classes as cancelled, it's raining too much outside and the boys are busy playing ps4 in the living room. there's really no choice but to take care of mingyu. i took the hand cream placed on the drawer right next to the bed and snatched his left hand, which surprised me because his body temperature is still burning.

"anyway," he spoke, quite weakly, "i think i'm not feeling any better."

"you really aren't," i replied "you're still weak. have you checked your temperature already? li think we should go to a clinic or something. your eyes are a bloodshot and puffy. could be a flu symptom or something."

"i'm good, minseul, i'm not gonna die."

"you finally got my name right," i chuckled

"i'm still gonna call you jisoo because it's kind of fitting."

without warning, soonyoung barges into the room and throws his arms around me, "is mingyu getting better?" he questioned too energetically, it almost drained me. "no mingyu is still sick," i answered, then soonyoung started to do fake coughs again, saying that he's sick too and i should take care of him. but i'm not buying it.

"soonie, go take care of your plants instead," i ordered

"this daddy already did his work!" the boy proudly replied "my babies are okay now. i'm totally 100% husband material."

"if you're straight, lmao," mingyu muttered, and when soonyoung shot a stare, he shrugged it off. i'm suddenly confused, "what is going on? you guys have been acting pretty weird and i'm not used to it. feels like i'm missing a huge puzzle piece."

"there's nothing wrong," soonyoung sweetly said and planted a kiss on my forehead "you don't need to worry about anything."

"that's such a weird thing to say though."

"just believe me, okay?" soonyoung asked "i love you so much!"

"yeah sure, flirt while i'm here," mingyu let out a deep sigh, "this isn't making me any better, hyung."

"well maybe don't mix soju with a whole jug of coffee next time!"