Foreordained. || Park Jinyoung fanfic

Keeping warm.

"Can I kiss you?" He whispers as his eyes stay fixated on my lips.

My mouth couldn't move. My brain froze. The only thing that made me know that I'm still alive was my heart that almost fell out and ran away.
"W-what?" I stutter but then my brain seem to comprehend as I push him away from me, "get off me already." I say as I hardly blush over his question.

Maybe he noticed my face changing colours.
"I'm sorry. I just-" he cut himself and then spoke again. "Let me put this on your leg." He said as I notice his ear being a dark shade of orangish red.
"Your ear." I say as I point to his ear.
"Ye-yeah, it's kinda hot." He stuttered.
"Hot??" I say as I immediately push myself forward to touch his sweating forehead.
"Ji-Jinyoung. Do me a favour and go have a cold shower."
"Why?" He says as he looks up at my hand.
"I think you're falling sick."

I've completely forgotten about our clothes. It's been an hour and we haven't changed our wet clothes yet. Obviously, any normal human would fall sick.
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"Amma!" I say as I call my mother. "I'm staying at my friends house for today."
"Whose?"
"I'll let you meet them soon."
"Stay safe dear." She says as she hangs up.
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"Here." I hear Jinyoung speak as he hands me something.
"What's it?"
"Clothes. Change into something warm." He says as he looks at my form.
"Thankyou." I say at his sudden politeness.
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"This is so warm I say to Jinyoung who had his eyes closed on the couch.
"Oh sorry." I say as I notice him sleeping.
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"Where does he put the snacks?" I ask my self as I open the kitchen drawers which are empty. He must be eating out all the time since there's nothing but coffee, tea and mineral water in his kitchen.

I see a white plastic bag in the counter and jump with one leg towards the bag I assumed has food to avoid hurting my ankle.
I can't eat alone so I bring the bag and position myself infront of Jinyoung to wake him up since he hadn't eaten either.

"Jinyoung!" I say as I reach my hand out to wake him, but I stop midway.

"Jinyoung?" I call again terrified the man who's completely soaked in sweat lying on the couch.