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Back To NY

[Back to Seoho]

We disembarked the plane and took in the familiar sight of JFK. Dongju ran around excitedly while Youngjo and I carried Keonhee who was too weak to walk alone. We sat him down then Youngjo took off to find medicine.

"Do you feel any hotter?" I asked as I handed him water.

"I'm cold..." he said in a small voice.

He leaned against me and I could feel the heat radiating off of him. You could cook a whole breakfast on him. I tried fanning him despite him claiming to be cold.

"How is he?" Geonhak asked as he brought back orange juice.

"Could be better. Though, we should probably get him to a bed." I suggested before nicely asking Keonhee to get up.

"Where are you going?" Youngjo asked as he had come back.

"Finding a bed he could rest on. Well, we already set up in a nearby hotel, so we'll just bring him there." I said then received help from Youngjo.

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I placed the washcloth on his forehead then turned around at the sound of the door opening. I frowned as he walked over.

"Don't start trouble, Dongju." I warned.

"I'm not an asshole. Just want to see how he's doing..." said Dongju as he looked at Keonhee.

"He's getting better thanks to the medicine and rest." I said as I patted Keonhee's arm. "You mind watching over him? I'm starving and those other idiots wouldn't bring me anything."

"Yeah, sure. Don't worry, I won't do anything." he said as he pushed me out.

I walked to the fridge then took out the fruit we had swiped from the supermarket. Then again, was it really swiping if there wasn't a person to swipe it from? I shrugged then popped a few more grapes into my mouth. Things were quiet and I couldn't decide whether that was a good or bad thing. I took the grapes with me as I poked my head into the room. My eyes then landed on their hands.

"Is Dongju a tsundere?" I thought as I looked at their joined hands. "Maybe he just feels guilty or something..."

I started to wonder who Keonhee thought was holding his hand. His mother? Girlfriend or boyfriend? Someone other than Dongju? It would be hard to believe that Keonhee would want to hold hands with Dongju.

"Who we spying on?" I heard someone whisper.

"Tom and Jerry." I replied then whipped my head back to see who it was. "Hwan? I thought you went out with Youngjo."

"I did, but I came back. Thought you might need help." he answered before looking back at the duo in the room.

"You know, you should be selfish once in a while. Do things you want and not think of anyone else." I said before stepping into the room.

I knocked on the door then watched as Dongju quickly retracted his hand. That was proof enough, but I decided to leave it be for now.

"Thanks, Ju. Go be a teen and do teen stuff." I said while ushering him out.

Hwanwoong snuck in before I closed the door in Dongju's face. I locked the door then sighed.

"So, we're alone. In a room. With a sick guy. I've read and watched enough content to know what happens next." said Hwanwoong.

"What's next?" I asked as I changed the washcloth.

"Either sexual or romantic tension that has been building up is released and the sick person is completely oblivious or it goes the thriller route." he said as he ate a grape.