✔️ Little Sunshine Boy (Seungjin)

seventeen✖️seungmin

The rest of the day, I felt queasy. My stomach was doing flips, my head was turning around and around. I felt so sick, and Jeongin seemed to notice.

During a test we were taking, my bullied and bruised friend looked over at me and put a soothing hand on my shoulder.

"Seungie, are you okay?" He whispers to me and I glance over, shaking my head slowly.

"I-I.. I just feel super sick.. like... after that whole.. experience, I want to throw up," I whisper back.

"Mr. Kim and Mr. Yang! We're taking a test!"

He pulled away, giving me one last, worried glance before continuing his own test.

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I was running a fever.

Once school was over, I went home, changed into some Chimmy pajamas and took my temperature.

102 degrees.

I definitely had a fever. I sighed heavily and then went to bed. I'd tell my mom that I had a fever later, I really obviously wasn't feeling up to it at that moment.

I lay there in my bed for a while, just looking up at the ceiling with an exhausted expression on my face. Today felt so long. The minutes seemed to just drag on and it felt never ending. But luckily, I was home and away from Hwang and that weird dude in fourth period.

Or at least that's what I thought.

Lying in my bed, I heard soft scraping outside. I ignored it at first and then finally sat up and looked outside. It was a person. A person that I knew all too well.

Hyunjin.

But he was just passing by very slowly, looking in the distance. And when he looked up, the sun caught his eyes perfectly and I felt my heart... melt a little. And those bruises of his were outlined by the light.

As much as I didn't like him, Hwang was really attractive. His silky black hair and those soft eyes.. it made me a certain type of way that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

I watched him from the window and all of a sudden, he started crying softly. At first, it just looked like he was wiping his nose or something. But then I noticed the little crystal tears falling from his eyes and my heart shattered a little just watching him.

What could be so difficult for him to deal with that he, the bad boy of the school, would be crying about?

I didn't know much about him though. I kept watching through the window curiously, watching his face slightly scrunch up as he cried. And then he just sat down on the curb in front of my house and continued to cry, his arm coming up and wiping his tears away.

His back was towards me, but I could feel the anguish and sadness that he was portraying. It was actually a little sad to watch.

And then, I stood up, put on my slippers, and walked outside.

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A/N:

Stay Cool 😎

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