Just Fanservice?

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Mark P.O.V.

I felt like total shit when I left the hospital. Not because I was actually sick, but because I dreaded everything that has yet to come.

The others returning, talking to Jackson after everything that had happened or even just the fact that Jinyoung will bug me constantly about eating enough food after I collapsed.

Even though I appreciate the effort and the thought my friends put into maintaining and improving our friendship, it still bothers me to be cared for.

Not in the good pampered way, but in a annoyingly strict way. Do this. Let this be.

I am not 3 anymore and sometimes I regret letting the others drop formalities around me. It would have been much easier if they would respect my age a bit more.

Currently I am sitting on my hospital bed. I packed all my stuff and even got my doctors letter, that permits me to leave. Now I am just waiting for Jinyoung to come and pick me up.

I heard a knocking at the door and a smile spreads across my lips.
Jinyoung finally came to pick me up.

The drive back home was more or less fun, considering the amount of curse words that left Jinyoung lips.

He usually never swears and almost noone dares to swear around him, but when he drives his car he changes and becomes a completely different person.

When I entered the flat the lights were turned off and before I could turn around and switch them on, they turn on by themselves and I hear screams and laughter.

From everywhere the other members are jumping out it seems and tackling me into a bug group hug.

I am way to shocked to actually say something, so I just stand there, mouth opening and closing and not uttering a word, like a stranded fish.

A single tear leaves my eye. I missed then all like crazy and I definitely didn't expect to be such a crybaby again.