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SIXTEEN 🧬
Doyoung woke up on his bed, feeling worse than ever. "Ugh.." He groaned, pulling the blanket over his head.
But then he kicked the blankets off, he was feeling feverish.
He laid there for a while, he was getting bored which is why he hated being sick. You can't do anything.
He tried going back to sleep but he couldn't, letting out another sigh.
Taeyong peeked into the room, his face lighting up with a smile to see Doyoung awake.
"You're finally awake," Taeyong entered the room with a wet towel.
"How did I get here?" Doyoung asked, trying up get up from the bed but Taeyong insisted he didn't.
"Kun said you passed out. He also mentioned you didn't like doctors so he let you stay here," Taeyong replied, placing the towel onto Doyoung's forehead.
"Though, I really think you should go to a hospital.." Taeyong added quietly, looking at Doyoung for approval.
"No, we are not going anywhere." Doyoung said, patting the towel on his forehead slightly.
"O-Oh, okay.." Taeyong replied, fiddling with his hands.
"Do you .. feel any better?" "I guess I'm better,"
Taeyong let out a sigh of relief, "Sorry, I thought I was doing a bad job at taking care of you," He admitted,
"No? You're doing just fine," Doyoung replied, patting Taeyong's head to show him he did well.
"I'll go get you something to eat, just rest here, okay?" Taeyong stood up and left the room before Doyoung could say no.
Doyoung smiled softly to himself. There was just something about being taken care of by Taeyong that made his heart feel weird.
It was like.. Taeyong was his boyfriend.
"Doyoung, what are you thinking?!" Doyoung's cheeks began to burn at the thought of Taeyong being his boyfriend,
But.. He wouldn't mind though.
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"Was it okay?" Taeyong asked, returning after washing Doyoung's bowl.
"Yeah! It was great, don't worry." Doyoung replied with a smile.
