3 is a Magic Number

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:the end of the book is coming on sooner than I expected...i had no idea it would be this short but whoopsie! A few more chapters left by the looks of it but i legit dont know lol. Also this is probs gon be really short...or at least shorter than most of my chapters- just a heads up:

•Huang Renjun•

Renjun awoke on Monday feeling tired, gloomy, and with his head pounding. He, Jaemin, and Jeno hadn't talked about what happened on Saturday- heck they hadn't even talked in general.

The boy grumbles as he stands up, but when he feels immediate dizziness and stumbles a bit- Renjun decides to go back into bed and waiting a few minutes before standing. He tries again, more successful the second time round. He stumbles his way towards the bathroom and opens the cabinet that holds his medical supplies. He fishes around for a thermometer. Sighing in victory when he finds it. He takes the cover off, presses the button and sticks it under his tongue. When it beeps, he takes it out, groaning when it reads 101.3ºF.

:that's like 38.5ºC for the rest of the world:

Renjun heads back into his room after taking some painkillers for his headache and getting a cool cloth for his fever. He gets back into his bed and grabs his phone.

The 3 Musketeers:

Rennie:
..im not feeling well. I have a fever and headache- so you guys just walk without me..

Renjun sighs, it's the first he's talked to Jaemin and Jeno and it's about a goddamn headache. He glares at his sitting figure in the mirror reflection.

Stop being so weak and just talk to them.
But I'm sick.

Then talk to them tomorrow.
Ugh fine.

A ding from his phone breaks Renjun from fighting with himself and his thoughts.

Nana😳💜:
Okie, get well!

Je💜😫:
Feel better soon sunshine

Sunshine... Renjun smiles softly at the nickname displayed on the screen. It may have felt awkward but none of the boys were losing hope. They weren't giving up that easily.

After sending a quick email to the school telling it of his absence, Renjun snuggles back into his covers. He puts the cool cloth on his head and tries to sleep- but with every fever, comes the dreaded fever dreams.

•Jaemin & Jeno•

"I hope Ren is ok." Jaemin says as him and his boyfriend make their way to third period- World History.

Jeno nods in agreement. "We can always go and check up on him after school if you want. You know, bring him snacks and some medicine." The two boys settle into their seats, the younger sighing in worry.

"Maybe...would he want to see us though?" The pink haired boy rests his chin on his palm and looks out the window to the leafless trees and few birds.

Jeno looks up from taking notes, a puzzled look evident on his face. "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean...what if he didn't like what we did on Saturday..." Jaemin quiets his voice when Jeno puts his hand on his thigh to calm him.

"Babe...if he didn't like it then why did he keep it going?"

"He could have felt pressured." Jaemin turns to his boyfriend, eyes wide. "Oh my god did we force ourselves on him!?"

Jeno shakes his head, snickering at his partner's caring yet dramatic behavior. "Jae, we did not force anything on him. I told him he had full control. Which also means he probably wasn't pressured. He may be cute and a softie, but he's tough. He's a strong and independent guy. If he didn't like us doing something, he would say so. We both know that." The older says, reassuringly.