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THIRD PERSON'S POV
Their daily practice after class was postponed so he's nervous to get back to the dorm early because of Taeyong existence. Ten shouldn't have said that earlier because Mark has been thinking of his roommate for the whole day. This is not healthy anymore.
'No, this is not the reason I avoided him. Ten hyung was just being stupid. I will go home and act like there's nothing wrong'
'I hope he's not there. I'm not ready to face him'
His inner self is betraying him.
He opens the door silently, it seems that his roommate is not there. Mark sighs in relief. He doesn't want to see Taeyong with an unstable mind, not until he's ready. He was about to go to his room when he saw someone lying on the kitchen floor from his peripheral vision.
"WHAT THE, HYUNG!" Mark runs to his unconscious roommate on the floor. He checks Taeyong's forehead with his hand, lifts him up and carries the older to his room. He doesn't know what to do as he carries his roommate and keeps on chanting "please be okay" and "please don't die on me" under his breath.
It's his first time to be inside Taeyong's room. He roams around to check if the older had any medicine but decides to get his kit in his room because he couldn't find anything there. He then realized that Taeyong still can't take whatever medicine he has right now because he's still unconscious.
"You don't have any friends here, hyung. So take good care of yourself." Mark whispers while he place a blanket properly on Taeyong after putting a cooling gel that he had purchased at a store nearby that really comes in handy. He made sure to put a glass of water and pills on the side table before leaving his roommate.
"Mark, please stay." Taeyong said in a low husky voice. He gently holds Mark's wrist to stop him from leaving. Mark is a bit startled because the older might have heard his panic attacks earlier because he didn't know what to do if he did. After seeing Taeyong smiled at him, all the worries were gone.
Newsflash, smiles becomes a foul attack to Mark.
"Don't do that again, Taeyong hyung. I had a hard time carrying you here. I also had some panic attacks because I had no idea how to deal with an unconscious man!" Mark scolds the older. His feelings betrayed him for reacting like this and couldn't take it back because Taeyong looks like he didn't collapsed earlier, flashing his smile because the younger cared.
"Why do I have to stay? All the things you need are here. Glass of water, pills. I also preheated that mushroom soup I bought earlier." Mark said without removing his wrist from Taeyong's hold.
"Umm, because you cared. I can feel you alreday accepted me as your friend."
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