Corner Store •Minsung•

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Jisung slowly woke up and opened his eyes. He felt a massive headache, his head buzzed in pain and he scrunched up his face for a few seconds. He opened his eyes again and stared up at the ceiling. His was shivering out of control, feeling like he was in a meat locker, but the blankets stuck to him from how sweaty he was. He noticed all the blankets on him and started to try and push them off, struggling with how weak he felt.

As he was doing that the rooms door clicked and swung open, revealing Minho holding a steaming bowl. "Hey stop that," Minho scolded when he looked up from the bowl at Jisung, who was still trying to wiggle the blankets off of himself. He walked over and set the bowl on the nightstand and held Jisung's shoulders, trying to stop him from wiggling around.

"But Hyuuuuuunnng I'm sweaty!," Jisung whined. He started wiggling again but was pushed down by the shoulders by Minho like before. Jisung pouted and stopped wiggling.

"You shouldn't exert yourself like that. You need to relax," Minho said as he got up and walked out of the room for a few seconds, returning with a water bottle and a medicine bottle. "Here you need to take some of this so you feel better, okay?" Minho said as he poured the liquid in a little cup. Jisung nodded with a pout.

Jisung sat up only to feel a little nauseous with his head hurting. He groaned and leaned forward, hugging himself in hopes it would make him feel better, now noticing that he was in dry clothes now, but too sick to worry about the fact Minho had changed him. Minho looked at him with concern. "Here drink this before you die," Minho said as he held the little cup to Jisung's mouth for him to drink it, Jisung blushed and looked away as he drank the medicine.

Jisung coughed and scrunched his face up in disgust, "Hyung that tastes so bad!" He exclaimed. Making a gagging face.

Minho smiled at Jisung's childishness. "Stop being a baby and eat this, you haven't eaten since last night," Minho picks up the bowl and scoops up some soup. He blew on it to cool it and then held up the spoon. "Eat," he demanded as Jisung looked at the spoon.

"Hyung I can feed myself, you don't have to treat me like a kid," Jisung said while blushing and fiddling with his fingers. Minho gave him a look and Jisung knew he was gonna get fed whether he liked it or not. Jisung opened his mouth and waited for Minho to feed him. He watched as the spoon came closer to him and noticed how Minho's hands shook slightly, leading him to notice that Minho was still in his wet clothes, the black long sleeve and grey sweats he wore to get Jisung in. He instantly shut his mouth and leaned away. "Hyung, your clothes, those are the wet ones," Jisung pointed out.

Minho looked down at himself, now realizing that after making sure Jisung was in warm clothes he immediately started making the chicken noodle soup, forgetting about himself. "Oh yeah, I forgot about that," he awkwardly chuckled. "Don't worry about it Jisung," Minho tried to feed Jisung again, but Jisung stubbornly turned his head away.

"I'm not eating until you put on warm, dry clothes. You expect to take care of me when you're not even taking care of yourself," Jisung said with a sad frown on his face, "If you keep that up you'll be sick too."

Minho sighed. He knew Jisung was right. He set the soup down on the nightstand and walked over to his wardrobe. He opened it up and started taking his shirt off. "Hyung! You can't do that in front of me!" Jisung exclaimed from the bed. Minho looked back at Jisung, seeing that he had his face in his hands and could see how red Jisung's ears were.

Minho smirked. "Aww is little Jisungie shy?" He asked. All he got back was a mumble and a nod of Jisung's head. "Ok just stay like that for a second then," Minho said as he quickly changed into new clothes. He felt way better now that the cold damp clothes weren't clinging to him anymore. He looked over at Jisung again, who still had his eyes covered, and smiled. He walked over and leaned in close, gently grabbing Jisungs hands and pulling them away from his face. "You can look now. See, no more wet clothes," Minho said gently to Jisung.

Jisung's heart beat in his chest so loud he could swear Minho would hear it. Minho was too close to him right now and he felt even more heated than he did before. They stared at each other for a few seconds before Jisung was suddenly hit with a sneeze that shook him to his core, making his whole body cringed along with how powerful his sneeze was. After taking a few seconds to recover from that amazing sneeze Jisung looked up at Minho who had the most disgusting face he has ever seen. "Ha ha," Jisung awkwardly laughed, "sorry about that Minho hyung." Jisung gave a small smile and Minho resorted to a pout.

"That is so gross I'm going to have to jump off of a bridge now," Minho said with a serious face as he started wiping off his face with a napkin that he had brought with the soup.

"Hyuuunng I'll cry if you do that," Jisung whined. He had a big pout on his face and his eyes started to get glassy as tears started to form. Jisung's medicine was finally starting to kick in and he was getting a little emotional.

Minho watched this with an exasperated look. He then sat on the bed and cupped Jisung's cheeks. "Jisungie I didn't mean it. I was only joking okay? You don't have to worry," Minho comforted as he wiped the few tears that fell from Jisung's cheeks with his thumbs.

"R-really?" Jisung asked, to which Minho nodded. Jisung immediately gave a bright smile, "Okay!" Seemingly getting over the previous sadness.

Minho sighed and shook his head, 'what am I gonna do with you' he thought to himself. "Okay now you have to eat your soup," Minho said handing Jisung the bowl.

Jisung crosses his arms and turned his head away from it. "I'm not eating that," he said in a bratty manner.

Minho was officially done with this kid. "Why," he groaned feeling so defeated.

There was a pause of a few seconds. During that time Jisung glanced over at Minho. "I'll only eat it if you feed it to me," he said.

Minho rolled his eyes. "Then face me you brat and I will," Minho said holding up a spoon of the soup and waiting for Jisung.

Jisung turned back to Minho with a bright smile and opened up his mouth. Minho fed him until the soup was gone. Minho got up and went to the kitchen to wash the bowl and spoon. When he came back he found Jisung passed out. He smiled and turned off the light, whispering, "Goodnight Jisung," as he gently closed the door.