STUDY BUDDIES. | hajeongwoo

44.

The sound of faint droplets of water right outside of the car window greeted jeongwoo's ears. right when they parted ways, the sky suddenly started bringing out water to fall on beneath, soaking their clothes. It wasn't a good thing; haruto will get even sick, considering that he felt his body temperature rise up when he happened to touch his forehead.

haruto is getting sick.

jeongwoo slightly bit his lower lip in anxiety as he carefully drove through the soaked road. it was a matter of time when he glanced at the other, seemingly having the trouble to sleep. he had no idea what to actually do when they arrive home, although he studied medicine, but his mind isn't telling anything.

it might be just a mere fever— it will go away easily as how it usually is. but the fact that it was haruto who took it made it quite a trouble, and he had no idea his body would easily get that sickness right when he just got soaked in the rain. a few sneezes were heard, a few sniffs, and jeongwoo couldn't help but not mind.

he wanted to go full speed and go home as fast as possible for the other to get treated, but feared that it will only cause more complications if something bad happened especially that he's inexperienced. haruto's condition was fine when they hopped on the car, but worsened the moment they hit the road.

a few more anxious driving until they finally arrived in front of his apartment. they had to cross the rain once again, and jeongwoo wanted it to end as fast as possible. and so he hopped out of the car, getting even soaked one more time, before bringing out haruto with a jacket wrapped around as they immediately crossed the small passage before taking cover.

jeongwoo didn't waste any more time before he opened his apartment, and bringing haruto to the couch despite being wet. and he seek for clothes that looks like it might fit him, before going back and wondered how he could even change haruto's clothes.

"shit, don't tell me i have to—" jeongwoo paused as he felt his cheeks burn nearly the same temperature as haruto's before looking away as he desperately looked for ways to avoid that certain option. for sure, there is, only to decide that he had to wake the other up and let him do it by himself.

"haruto, are you awake? wake up.." jeongwoo slightly shook the latter's figure, before finally seeing the other slowly flutter his eyes open. he saw how haruto wandered around at first, probably wondering why he was in a familiar interior, before looking at jeongwoo and relaxing for a little before slowly sitting up.

"change your clothes, you're having a fever," jeongwoo informed before heaving a sigh. and it seems like the other doesn't know yet even, not until the other has informed him before looking at a pair of clothes on jeongwoo's hands.

haruto mumbled a small thank you, now finally feeling his body weaken, before trying to stand up. it wasn't a good thing, to say, his dizziness isn't helping at all but he decided to keep going and head for the bathroom to at least shower and get changed.

jeongwoo didn't wait there still as he looked for medicine and try to lower down haruto's fever so he'll ger better. its probably just a mere cold he got from the rain and from the drowsiness of alcohol, he did thought, but the anxiety that did not seem to alleviate appeared out of nowhere and he couldn't actually try to understand why.

however, when jeongwoo was occupied on preparing such comfort meals while hearing the faint noises of water from the bathroom, he was interrupted with a ring loud enough for him to hear in spite of the distance. and as he closed the gap, only did he notice that it was haruto's phone that continued loud enough as it is.

in hesitance to answer, jeongwoo took a grip of the other's phone only to see the name id written in japanese— obviously something he has no idea about. although he had no right to bother someone else's business, the phone that continued to ring after several missed calls rendered him to almost press the answer button.

the call ended again.

it took him several minutes to just stand still, although his surmises continued to move and linger around his head. will haruto get mad if he continued to interfere with something that he shouldn't even dare to interfere? he was in the middle of following his curiosity and stay inside his safe zone.

the call finally ended, fortunately, as it stopped the anxiety that continued to loom over jeongwoo's sanity. however, it was a moment of nothingness before jeongwoo's vex appeared like lightning once again. along with the unknown's message that popped in front of the lit screen, it caused jeongwoo to feel more than bamboozled.

"恋人、どこにいるの？"

jeongwoo did not have all the time he had when he heard the door knob twist open, welcoming haruto who just finished taking his shower. this has caused jeongwoo's panic to rise in such extreme level that he immediately let go of the phone, causing a loud thud— and it did not help to alleviate haruto's suspicion at all.

haruto was scanning him, for a dreadful minute, before sitting at the couch as he continued to dry his wet hair without saying anything. it looks like he is feeling better, just by the looks of it, but jeongwoo couldn't let his guard down. and of course, as a matter of instinct and ethic, he knew he had to avoid talking about stuffs that relate to the recent situation.

when haruto unfortunately got a hold of his phone, jeongwoo abruptly made his way towards the kitchen before he'll be noticed, trying to think of ways to avoid the conversation and continuing to finish the porridge.

albeit jeongwoo couldn't fix his focus over his own cooking, he continously steal glances at haruto to determine the other's reaction as he noticed him scroll over his phone.

is it just him, or it looks like haruto is having a look of something. perhaps, a look of misprision?

how strange.

it always seemed like haruto is in such a bad state whenever he socialize with other people. although he had no idea who the person was, or what's that person's relationship with him, it always looked like haruto never had any interest of talking to those people and avoided them as much as he could. he couldn't help but wonder why. but then again, does he have the right to interfere and ask?

when everything was so confusing and foreign, a loud noise coming from the living room caused jeongwoo to immediately turn his head to get noticed, only to see haruto messing his hair as he leaned on the couch with a distressed expression.

"that damn bitch."

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hi, im sorry if the chapter is quite lame and the writing somehow changed, or idk. im simply not in my best state right now, and i wasn't actually planning to write especially if i don't feel like it since i feel like it would ruin the finished chapter. but i don't want you all to wait, so i apologize. ily all.