Chap. 42

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Minho's POV;

Flying around the city, I keep praying to myself that she will be safe. We've been flying for almost 3 days non-stop just looking for her. I heard Jonghyum groaned beside me and we landed on a roof, stretching ourselves and heard a cracking bone.

"Oh God, that's gooood" Jonghyun stretched himself, turning his body left and right, earning him more sounds of bone cracking. I, too stretched myself and my wings as well. Flapping my wings, I noticed they're getting weaker every moment. I sighed. What is wrong with me? I feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn around to see a worried Jonghyun.

"You okay, Minho? You look kinda..pale" his brows knitted in concern as he examined every inch of my face. I frowned by his words and rub my nape. I do feeling a little nauseous while searching for her around the city. Weird. Angel never get sick.

"Hey, you're burning up damn hot" Jonghyun said as he lay his palm on my temple, feeling my body temperature which increasing rapidly. The vision started to get blur and I see there are two Jonghyun standing.

"Minho-ssi? Hey. You better sit down"
Jonghyun then helped me to sit down. I look up to him. "Do you have a twin brother, Jonghyun?" I asked and continue to stare both of them.

"Aish Minho. I'm the only one here with you. I better get Taemin and Key"

Jonghyun went quiet, probably sending telepathy message to Taemin. My breathing becomes hot as well as my palate. My whole life as an angel, I never experience something like this. Suddenly, my head hurts like a thousand pounds of hard rock laying on it and I stumble backwards, my vision began blackening and all I remember was my name being called before completely devoured into darkness.

Jonghyun's POV;

Okay. He lay flat on his back on the ground.

'That went well'

I noticed when his lips quivered and his body was shaking so suddenly. Strange. I checked and touched his temple, his neck and his breathing. All of them was super hot and that only means one thing. Fever.

But that's impossible for an angel to get sick. Angel has the most outstanding health from human and most impossible to get sickness. But Minho..

"Hyung, what's happened? Why Minho hyung lay on the ground? Is he sleeping?" Taemin came from behind me and bombarding the questions. Key came up behind.

"Jonghyun, what happened to him?"

I sighed, "Why don't you check on him?" was all I said. He approached Taemin and did what I did to Minho. I know Taemin's reaction will be way more than surprised if he discovered something strange happening to Minho.

"Hyung.. Is..Minho.."

"He's burning up. Let's get him to her house. Fast" Key said with a worried face. Taemin looks at me with knitted brows. I shrugged, didn't know how to answer his curiosity.

"We have to help. If it's too late, his life will be in jeopardy" Key state. I nod and turned to Taemin who's demanding the rightful answer.

"Come on, we have to go"

I can see Taemin was disgruntled by my ignorance but he help anyway. Carrying Minho on my shoulder, Taemin worked his magic and just a few seconds, we're already in her house.

Key do his work as soon as we arrived, while I lay Minho on the couch. His temperature still hot and sweats starting to form. What?

"How is he?" Key asked from the kitchen. Taemin take a glance and shouted, "Key, is it normal for him to sweat?" Just within seconds after Taemin replied, Key came rushing towards him with small towels, a bowl of lukewarm water and a bag of ice.

While watching Key doing the work, I was actually impressed with his moral values that was shown in him. This is the first time I see a human helping out an angel. A sick angel. How wonderful. Moments later, Key sat on the carpet, observing Minho's condition.

"What happens now?" Taemin sigh, obviously worry about Minho.

"We just have to wait and see. If he's still like this, we may need to um.."

I frown, "Do what?" I asked.

He turned to me and say, "We may need to put him in a bathtub filled with ice"

"What!?"

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