I'm Sick [short story]

Part 1

Juhee had just finished her part time job in a cafe near her house. As she stepped out of the cafe, her phone rang. She unzipped her handbag, took out the phone, and answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Juhee-ya! Are you free right now?"

"Ne."

"Good! Because I have to ask you for a favor."

"Sure. Tell me."

"May you please take care of Woohyunnie? The other members and I got a call from the manager, and we need to attend an urgent meeting. Since there's no one else to ask, I thought I'd give you a call."

"Ah, okay. I'll come right away!"

"And one more thing!"

"Ne, Dongwoo oppa?"

"Spend over the night, and don't do any weird things."

"E-eh?!"

Noises of laughter were heard over the phone.

"I'm kidding, but take care of him until tomorrow for us, arraso?"

"Aye!"

She let out a sigh, and walked home. She went to get a change of clothes and some other necessary things. Then, she went to the grocery store to buy ingredients to cook for Woohyun. After grocery shopping, she hailed a taxi and told the driver the address to their dorm.

When she reached the door, she received a message from Dongwoo.

The passcode is 3-2-5-1. Have fun!

'What a coincidence!' she thought and let out a foolish smile.

"Woohyunnie~ I'm here!"

"Yo!"

"I'll take a bath first, you may relax."

"Okay."

10 minutes had passed, and she opened the bathroom door.

"Oh?!" she gasped, "I forgot that he's here!"

As she was going to enter the bathroom, she heard a camera shutter.

"Gotcha!" Woohyun said in a monotonous tone with a poker face.

"Yah! How dare you?" She exploded and slammed the door hard.

"Hmm~" He put his phone away and continued sleeping.

The bathroom door opened again. Juhee turned red from shame and anger. She never expected that such careless thing would happen.

Surprisingly, she asked Woohyun calmly, "What did you do with the picture?"

"Nothing. I just kept it in my phone. That's it."

"If you ever show that to anyone, I'll kill you!"

"Ne, ne..."

"What's with that face and tone?!"

"What?"

"You're acting indifferent. I want the old, cheerful you."

"Huh?"

"Ah, never mind. You're sick. I almost forgot. Go back to sleep."