ramen|| im jaebum

c4

"how much longer till i can fucking walk? it's only been like three days and i'm tired of being in this bed." you whine.

"why must you whine?" jaebum asked, obviously annoyed.

"why must you always be in this room? i though you hated me," you crossed your arms.

"technically i own this house, and i don't hate anyone. i mean i hate people, but you aren't one of them." he confirmed.

"i'm going to sleep, so if you want to stay and watch, then you're a creep." you said moving over and tucking the blankets so they stopped right at your shoulders.

jaebum got up from the chair and left. he didn't look back, he just carried himself out like he was some king. that's what pissed you off the most.

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"hey ky, wake up. you need to take your medicine," youngjae said nudging your shoulder softly.

you groan, but obey and sit up in your bed. you looked forward, but held your palm out. you felt the medicine land on your hand, per usual you threw them in your mouth and washed them down with a gulp of water.

"someone wanted to say hi," youngjae smiled at you, you laughed at how much of a mom this boy has being towards you.

"ky?" the familiar voice of your best friend filled the dimly lit room.

"yugyeom? is that actually you?" you smiled like an idiot at the sight of your best friend and you missed so much.

"in the flesh," he held up a piece sign and perked up his lips so he looked like a deformed duck.

"ew stop it, but get over here so i can give you a hug!" you bounce in your seat, holding your arms open so yugyeom could engulf you in his famous hugs.

he smiled and walked over to you, "so here's all the work you've missed, but don't worry, i stole the teachers book so just copy the answers!" he smirked proud of his work.

"yugyeom! how the fuck? you can't just steal the teachers book! they need that," you hit his arm.

"well how are you supposed to learn the stuff? i definitely didn't listen to it. plus i wasn't even there half the days we learned the stuff." he protested.

"whatever," you roll your eyes opening your arms to take the pile of school work yugyeom had for you. you look over the papers you missed, huffing after realizing you missed a test and they started a new subject.

"what did you get on the test?" you pass the test to yugyeom, who was sitting in an extra chair. he grasped the paper and looked at it, "i think i got like a 67," he replied handing the paper back to you.

"fucking idiot." you mumble, laughing afterwards. "how does one cheat and still get a terrible grade?" you roll your eyes.

yugyeom only shrugged and leaned back in the chair. "i'm kim yugyeom, i can do anything." he crossed his arms and smirked.

"weirdo," you roll your eyes and focus back on the missing work.