Minho POV
I knock on the door of Jisung and Seungmin's dorm room, hoping Seungmin was there. I hear whispering and shuffling, something falling and a hushed "shit!" from in the room.
The door cracks open to Seungmin, who had a blanket wrapped around him. His lipstick was smudged and his hair was a mess. I smile awkwardly.
"What do you want?" He asks.
"I just came to get a charger and Jisung's phone. He told me he wanted it." I mumble shyly.
He rolls his eyes. He leaves the doorway, the door still cracked and revealing Chan sitting on the bed, shirtless and panting. His blond curly hair was a mess and he had a blanket over his lap. I blush and look down.
"Here. Go away." Seungmin hands me the phone and charger, then closes the door in my face.
I look down at the tiny bit of blanket that poked out the bottom of the door. It was blue and yellow from what I could see. I grab it and pull it under, leaving with the three items.
I had on a light blue hoodie over a regular white shirt and some black ripped jeans and a pair of Adidas. I walk to my car while feeling nervous for some reason. I get into my car and start the engine.
I feel my head falling back into myself. My muscles tighten involuntarily, my eyes rolling back and closing. My breathing staggers, letting me only take short, shallow gasps. My muscles convulse, almost angrily.
Not again. Please, don't.
I shake for almost a minute before calming down, my mouth leaking with my vomit. I sit for a second to let myself come back to it. My eyes were half-open and my breaths were long, pained, and cut short by a firey feeling in my lungs. I cough violently and reach for the shopping bag I keep in my car for trash, hacking up more puke.
"God fucking damnit..." I mumble under my breath.
I take off my hoodie and wipe my face with it. I cough into the hoodie, then put it behind my seat. I turn the air all the way up to keep me cold so I can stay awake. I drive to the hospital, stopping by Starbucks to get an iced americano to wake myself up.
I get Jisung an iced latte with extra whipped cream, since that seems like something he'd like. I pay at the window with a card and happily sip my drink. I head to the hospital and hide the drinks under the blanket.
"I brought you something." I say softly.
Jisung looks up at me with bright eyes. I smile. He smiles at the sight of the blanket. He sits up and giggles.
"And this." I move the blanket off my hands to reveal his drink.
He gasps. "You bought me coffee?!" He looks at me with his round, sparkling eyes.
I smile and nod. He holds it with two hands, the straw placed delicately between his lips. I'm jealous of that straw.
"And here's your phone and charger." I reach in my pocket to grab it.
He smiles cutely. I sit by him in a chair. A wave of dizziness splashes over me, my head becoming heavy. I close my eyes for a moment, holding my head up.
"You okay?" He asks.
I try to nod, but nothing happens. "I'm really tired." I mumble.
"Your tongue is bleeding." He says.
"Mhmm." I look look at him.
"Why?"
I sit up straight and scratch my head. "I had another seizure before I came here."
"A seizure?! Are you okay?!"
"I'm fine. It's all just stress and emotion related. I'm fine." I sip my drink.
I rub my eyes and take a deep breath. He sips his drink and wraps himself in his star blanket, checking his phone.
"Hey, listen, I'm really sorry for everything." I mumble.
"It's okay. Just as long as you're done now."
I nod. "Of course."
He smiles, showing off his stupid cute crooked front tooth. His eyes disappeared in his cheeks, giving him the cutest look in the world. I smile softly I'm return.
I'm in love.
