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Jinyoung woke up feeling like absolute shit. His nose was congested and he had a slight headache from sneezing about ten times in a row. 

On the contrast, Mark woke up perfectly fine. 

"This is your fault." Jinyoung grumbled while sitting at the kitchen island, he snuggled his blanket closer to his body, "If your dumbass-ACHOO!" 

"Bless you, love." Mark snickered and started cooking soup for Jinyoung.

"I hate you, Tuan." Jinyoung sniffled and glared daggers into Mark's back. If looks could kill Mark Tuan would be very dead by now. 

"If you glare at me any harder, you're gonna lose your eyes." Mark remarked, not even turning around. 

Jinyoung mocked Mark, earning a spoon to be flung at the younger boy. Jinyoung dodged it and sighed, death by spoon doesn't seem like the best way to go out.

"Do you think Jacks is sick too?" Mark wondered aloud, not really paying attention to the fact that Jinyoung was getting up and preparing to throw the spoon back, "Jinyoungie, you should call-OW!" Mark turned around and was met with a laughing Jinyoung, "That hurted."

Jinyoung laughed harder, "Hurted?" 

"Yes Jinyoung it hurted!" Mark whined and turned back to the soup.

Jinyoung rolled his eyes and decided to facetime Jackson. The older answered quickly and enthusiastically.

"Hey Jinyoung!" Jackson smiled at the younger boy and waved cutely to the camera.

Jinyoung glared, a frown adored his features "I thought there was only one fake bitch in this relationship but its two."

Jackson looked at the camera offended, he had no smart remark to say. 

Mark yelled, "Ignore him he's just salty because he's the only one sick." 

Jackson laughed and pouted a bit, "Awe you're upset because you don't feel good. I can take care of you dear."

"Your mother should have swallowed you." Jinyoung sneered but went into a sneezing fit. 

Mark slid Jinyoung a bowl of soup, "Karma bitch!" 

"Both-Achoo!" Jinyoung sniffled and continued, "Both of you can choke on a fat dick." 

"I know one dick I want to choke on." Mark winked and took Jinyoung's phone. 

"Mark!" Jackson laughed. 

Mark shrugged, "At least I'm honest." 

"Too honest you fucking-" Jinyoung started coughing before he could finish his statement.

Mark yelled, "Shut up and eat the soup I made for you." 

Jinyoung again glared at Mark but rolled his eyes and went back to eating. 

"Awe is Markie taking care of a sick Park Gae?" Jackson teased once again. 

Mark laughed. 

Jinyoung rolled his eyes, "Fuck you." 

"I'm pretty sure I would fuck you but okay Jinyoung." Jackson smiled. 

"Just because I sucked your dick doesn't mean I bottom." Jinyoung scoffed, "I'm a top."

Mark coughed, "Then what does it mean? Besides I see you as more of a switch." 

"It means I wanted to suck his dick." Jinyoung rolled his eyes, "I'm a top, regardless of my dick sucking habits." 

"When we both fuck you don't say shit." Mark mumbled. 

Jackson laughed at Mark's remark but decided to change the subject, "Is there anything you need? I could come over and help take care of you." 

"Could you get more soup?" Mark returned Jinyoung his phone and the older teen went to wash out Jinyoung's bowl. 

Jinyoung  coughed, "Medicine and tissues." Jinyoung mumbled, "....and cuddles." He didn't think Jackson caught the last part.  

"Consider it done, see you in a bit." Jackson blew a kiss to Jinyoung and hung up. 

Jinyoung put his phone in his robe pocket, he rewrapped the blanket around his frame and headed to the living room. Mark followed behind the sick boy. They talked in the living room for a while, Jinyoung still insisted that his cold was Mark's fault and Mark commented that he was surprised Jinyoung hasn't coughed up a lung. So of course Jinyoung threw a pillow at the older boy and of course it was thrown back, so currently they were in the middle of a pillow fight. 

"Come out so I can beat your ass with this pillow!" Jinyoung coughed out.

"You started this!" Mark yelled.

Ding dong.

"Let me get the door and don't you dare throw a pillow." Mark screamed and came out of his hiding place behind the couch, he opened the door and let Jackson in. 

Jinyoung decided to be a dick and throw a pillow anyway. It hit Jackson square in the face.  

"That totally wasn't meant for you-" Jinyoung was cut off by Jackson throwing the pillow back. Jackson grabbed another pillow and started beating up Jinyoung with it. 

"Call truce and I'll stop." Jackson laughed out. 

Jinyoung laughed, "Mark help me!" 

Mark shook his head, grabbed a pillow and joined Jackson with his ruthless pillow assault. 

Jinyoung was now on a ball on the floor, being attacked by his two boyfriends with pillows. 

"Okay, okay! I surrender." Jinyoung laughed out but he started coughing. 

Jackson helped Jinyoung off the floor, "Are you okay?" 

"Fine." Jinyoung managed to cough out. 

"Go lay down and let us take care of you." Jackson smiled at the younger boyand went to grab the bag of medicine, soup and tissues. He handed Mark the medicine, Jinyoung the tissues and went to put up the soup. 

Mark and Jinyoung headed upstairs to Jinyoung's room. The younger boy laid down and Mark (forcefully) gave Jinyoung the "cherry flavored shit" medicine. Jackson joined the two up in Jinyoung's room. 

"Thanks." Jinyoung mumbled to Mark and Jackson. 

"Oh we're not done taking care of you yet." Jackson remarked. 

"Sick cuddles?" Mark asked Jinyoung, "That's like 'taking care of your sick significant other 101'."

"But you'll get-" Jinyoung didn't have time to argue, Mark joined him in bed and Jackson was following suit. Jinyoung snuggled against both males as best he could, "Mhm I got the best boyfriends." 

"Hell yeah." Jackson whispered he pressed a kiss against Jinyoung's forehead. 

"Sleep well, our prince." Mark whispered and kissed Jinyoung's cheek. 



This is the shortest chapter I've done in a while oof. 

I just wanted a fluffy chapter ish with sassy Jinyoung. 

Next chapter will probably be regular length!

DID YOU GUYS HEAR ABOUT HARD CARRY SEASON 2!? I'M SO EXCITED.

BTS comes back today too! Excited for that as well~ 

Bye guys, take care of yourselves.

HARD CARRY HEY LET IT FLOW LET IT FLOW NOW--




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