Fluffy SKZ oneshots🧸

Needing a Hyung🌡️

Sickie: Jeongin

Caregiver: Stray Kids

No one's POV.:
It was an ordinary off day at the Stray Kids dorm. Most members had made use of the opportunity to sleep in, only emerging from their rooms in the early afternoon. One of the especially late risers of today was Jeongin. The maknae had come down with the sniffles a few days prior and struggling to get proper sleep due to his stuffed nose, he was happy to have been able to stay in bed a bit longer. Jisung was already long gone when the younger swung his legs over the side of the bed, shuffling into the living room in his pjs. The giggling from the kitchen told him that his hyungs were up to something and had his nose not been that stuffy, he would have smelled the sweet scent coming from the oven, as the members were baking cookies for the upcoming holidays. Jeongin scrubbed at his eyes, still bleary from sleep as he went to greet the others. The first to notice his presence in the kitchen was Chan, raising his head and smiling at his dongsaeng. Waving shyly, he hummed a 'Good morning', ignoring the chuckling comments, reminding him that it was by far not morning anymore. The maknae seemed a bit lost, standing there in the middle of the crowded kitchen where everybody was busy with their assigned tasks. The leader noticed and walked over, wiping his hands on the apron he was wearing. He guided the youngest to the dining table, offering him some left overs from the breakfast they had had a few hours ago.

Exchanging a few words, Chan noticed how nasally Jeongin's voice had gotten over night, prompting him to ask the younger how his cold was. "Better", Jeongin hummed, nibbling on his food. He struggled to eat bigger bites because the only way he could breath was through his mouth, which was near impossible when his mouth was full. "Liar", the leader replied when he saw the maknae's eyes flutter shut and he drew a shuddering breath in. "h- hkshhu! h-gsh! *sniff*", Jeongin had his hand firmly clamped over his mouth and nose, not daring to remove it even after he was done sneezing. "Hyu'g, d-do you have a tissue?", the youngest pleaded embarrassed. Hyunjin passed the leader the paper-towel roll that was sitting on the counter and the oldest tore off a few paper-towels, handing them to Jeongin, so the maknae could clean himself up. "You're not really doing any better, hm?", the dancer asked, still standing behind Chan. "I guess", the younger admitted in a small voice. He hated when his hyungs worried about him, so he had hoped he'd pass with lying about his condition. Putting his plate in the sink, the maknae washed his hands and pushed his sleeves up as far as possible. "How can I join you?", he asked, watching Seungmin roll out the dough and Jisung and Felix cutting out shapes. "Uh-uh, no sickies in the kitchen", Felix cited one of their dorm rules. This specific rule was put in place to prevent illnesses spreading through the entire group each time one member was sick.

"But all of you are doing stuff together. I'm lonely", Jeongin pouted, making the leader's heart ache. He wanted to go bundle his baby up in blankets and cuddle him till he was feeling all better, especially when he saw the little shivers, the maknae tried so hard to suppress. Chan knew though, that he could not leave the kitchen for the fear of his dongsaengs burning the dorm down. "Come on, I'll watch movies with you", Hyunjin smiled, wrapping an arm around the younger's waist. Grateful that the dancer would keep their sick maknae company, Chan quickly took off his sweater. He was beginning to sweat anyways, with the warmth emitted from the oven. Handing it to Jeongin, he brushed the maknae's bangs out of his eyes, taking a minute to hug him. "We can all watch movies and eat cookies together later when we are done here, yeah?", he promised with the rest of the members looking up from their work and nodding in confirmation. The youngest returned the hug and nodded, allowing Hyunjin to pull him to the couch.

The pair had just gotten settled on the couch with Jeongin wearing Chan's sweater over his sleep-shirt and a blanket over his lap. Opening Netflix, Hyunjin let the younger choose what they were going to watch but he got no reply. The dancer turned just in time to see the maknae's eyes go unfocused, breath hitching softly as one hand came up to his nose, gently brushing his knuckles against his septum to sooth the itch but only tickling it more. "kshh! psh! aksh! h-gsh! h- hkshhu!", sniffling wetly, the youngest accepted the tissue from Hyunjin, as he recovered from the itchy fit. His eyes were still half closed, watering a little as Jeongin tried to blow his nose only to find it completely blocked. Taking a closer look than he had this moment, the older noticed the sickly pallor of his dongsaeng's face, along with the tired expression he was wearing despite sleeping in late. He knew that Jeongin always tended to downplay his struggle and while the maknae was still busy tending to his runny nose, he quickly laid his palm across the younger's forehead. Hyunjin flinched at the heat, cooing as Jeongin's dazed eyes met his, while the maknae unintentionally leaned into the touch. "How about we move the party to your room? I think your bed is the only place for you to be at right now", Hyunjin whispered only for Jeongin to hear. He didn't want to embarrass his friend in front of everyone else. The maknae nodded, clinging to the dancer's arm as standing up made his head swim. Slowly, they made their way to Jeongin's room. The youngest had given up on hiding his condition from Hyunjin. He knew the older could see straight through his lies and to be honest, he was also craving comfort from his hyungs.