Fixed | Minsung

Thirteen

THIRD PERSON

His lashes fluttered as he opened his eyes, with a certain figure blocking the sunlight from the window.

"Hyung...?"

"You're awake." He said, putting a wet, damp towel onto the younger's forehead. Jisung tried to bring his body up from the bed but the latter prevented him from doing so, "Ah ah ah, you can't just yet."

"But I'm—"

"Wait here, I'll bring you your soup." Minho said, tucking Jisung into the blankets again before heading downstairs.

Jisung sighed as he let his body relax against the mattress. He stared into the ceiling and blinked a few times, completely spaced out.

I... I'm not falling for him, am I?

"Here." His thoughts were cut off as Minho placed a tray on Jisung's bed. "This should make you feel better."

Jisung stared into Minho's eyes for a while, "I... I think I'm feeling okay now though."

"Hm, lemme see." The older uttered, placing his palm on Jisung's forehead. "Yup, you did got better than last night. But even though, I have to make sure you're perfectly healthy before tomorrow comes or else you won't be able to attend school."

"Oh... okay." Jisung muttered as he slowly look down on the soup Minho has prepared for him and grabbed the spoon. He scooped in some soup into his spoon but for some reason, he couldn't bring it onto his mouth, too spaced out to move his muscles.

"Han-ah?" Minho called out as he noticed Jisung's strange behavior. The latter did not respond. Instead, he just dropped the spoon onto the bowl again and continued to space out. Minho just sighed and picked the spoon, scooping in some right amount of soup again and bringing it up to the younger's mouth, "Here, open."

Jisung looked into his eyes and was completely lost, he found the older undeniably ethereal. He couldn't bring himself to snap out in reality.

"Han-ah."

A small smile curved into Jisung's lips before taking into his mouth the soup and tasting the delicious flavor Minho has made, enough for him to feel a lot better.

"You say that you're already fine but look at you, you don't seem fine at all." Minho said, scooping in another amount of soup from the bowl and bringing it up to Jisung's mouth.

"I... was just spacing out for a bit." Jisung replied before taking in the spoon and tasting the delicious flavor again.

Foolish, that's impossible. The reason why I'm feeling like this is probably.... because of his unusual kindness.

"Geez," Minho uttered, putting his hand onto Jisung's head and ruffling his hair, "get better soon, will you?"

Yeah, that must be it. It's too early for me to fall in love... again.

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"Hyung~"

Minho turned his head in surprise and furrowed his brows as he saw Jisung walking down the stairs, "Han-ah! Why did you get out of bed?!"

"I was bored~" Jisung said, his legs giving up by the end of the staircase as he hold onto the staircase fence.

Minho sighed and shook his head, walking towards the younger and crouching down to his eye level. He flicked Jisung's forehead, "Boredom should not be an issue here now, go back to bed."

"No."

"Han-ah, now."

"Nooooo~" Jisung whined, shaking his head stubbornly. He moved his head to get a view of what Minho was doing and asked, "What were you doing anyway?"