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"angel flying too close to the ground."
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"This is not real," Jeongin reassured himself as he stared at the almost ethereal man sitting on the edge of his bed. "There is not a man sitting on my bed at twelve in the morning."

The angelic face that had been watching Jeongin broke into a large grin, two dimples forming at the sides.

"There is, and I apologize for the randomness," the man said with a hint of an accent Jeongin couldn't quite pinpoint.

"Right, well, I'm going back to sleep. There is no way in hell a man as sweet and cute as you exists," Jeongin sleepily muttered before flopping onto his blue bedspread.

The man chuckled, a sound that could lull even an insomniac to sleep, "There is in heaven." Jeongin mumbled something that the man couldn't decipher and he took that as his cue to keep talking. "My name is Bang Chan, but you can call me Chan."

Jeongin didn't respond. Chan gently prodded the unresponsive boy, only getting a lazy slap as a reply.

"Jeongin, wake up," he whispered to the sleepy boy. Jeongin swatted his hands away before bolting upright, which he instantly regretted in his sick state.

"How do you know my name?" He asked through his winces. Each syllable sent a knife like pain through his head, and he blamed the recent sickness he had acquired for it. The infection seemed to appear over night, one day he was fine, and the next he was trying not to puke his throbbing brains out.

"Uh, no reason, just saw it somewhere," Chan stuttered out, his lie far from believable. Jeongin nodded but immediately regretted it as he groaned in pain and held his head in his hands.

"Here, I'll help you sleep," Chan finally complied as he moved to sit closer to the sick boy. He gently placed a hand on his forehead, feeling the sweat from his fever on his palm but not paying it any mind. He kept his hand there for a while, using the method his mother had taught him when he was younger to deal with headaches and Jeongin slowly drifted into a light slumber.

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