ᴄᴏғғᴇᴇ ᴄᴜᴘ || sᴇᴜɴɢᴊɪɴ

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15.23

it has been almost a month since the last meeting between hyunjin and seungmin. The two continued to write, finding it pleasant to converse with each other. If one of the two did not answer for a few hours immediately the other who worried. They also used to make some calls, to hear the voice of the other.

hyunjin's crush on seungmin continued to grow. Every time the youngest laughed, with that crystal clear laughter that could belong only to him, hyunjin smiled like never before. It made him feel good, it made him smile. He hoped that Seungmin felt the same way, even though he kept repeating that being his friend was enough.

Now, going back to the course of history, hyunjin had caught a fever. A very high fever, which had kept him at home for quite a while since spring break.

seungmin was worried about him, he couldn't talk to him in those days and he kind of missed him. Okay maybe more than a little. hyunjin needed to rest and leave his phone on the nightstand without looking at the conversations.

seungmin had an idea, went to see him to see how he was and spent time with him. He was not afraid to get sick, and in case it was so much better. He could talk more with hyunjin.

He decided to bake some cookies for him, the caramel and cinnamon cookies he liked so much. He worked so hard to make them look great and hyunjin liked them. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, he packed the cookies and sent himself to his house.

he arrived about ten minutes later and stopped at the door, uncertain whether to knock or go home. His heart was pounding and he still didn't understand the reason, it was already a few weeks that he felt strange talking to him.

He hesitated a few more seconds before the door and then knocked.

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