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The dimming of natural light that made its way through the window pane signaled that evening was approaching. Wonwoo, who had tucked himself quite contently into the corner of the living room couch, finally set the book that he had clasped in his hands for the past couple of hours, down on the cushion next to him. Bringing a hand to take off rounded glasses, he rubbed his tired eyes with the back of his hand, sighing in relief. Maybe it was a good time to take a nap. That sounded nice.
“Yah! Hurry up and walk like a normal person!”
Startled at the sudden noise and opening of the front door, Wonwoo quickly placed his glasses back a top his nose and cocked his head slightly to the side to see who was entering the dorm, all the while not moving from the most comfortable spot in the whole world, aside from his bed, that was.
“Junhui...let go and go sit down.” An exasperated Minghao walked past the older sitting on the couch, dragging a clingy Jun that was attached to the smaller one’s waist.
“My head hurts Hao~.”
“That’s why I said to sit down, idiot. Go sit over there by Wonwoo-hyung. Tsk, seriously...so whiny.” The last part was grumbled under the younger member’s breath once Jun had conceded and trudged his way to the couch, while Minghao disappeared down the dorm hallway.
“Wonwoo~ my head is going to explode~.” Throwing himself on the couch, legs hitting the other that had claimed the couch first, Jun closed his eyes and exhaled a long sigh.
Uncurling his legs and untucking himself from the warmest, happiest spot on the couch, Wonwoo’s feet touched the cold, wooden floors. Leaning over slightly to get a better look at his friend, he noticed the slight tinge of red that laid upon the other man’s cheek.
“What happened? Your face is flushed. Are you sick?”
“Jun’s dumbass wasn’t feeling well from yesterday and he still went out today, in the cold, in the middle of winter, dressed in only one coat to galavant around downtown,” Minghao commented, coming out of the bathroom and holding a damp hand towel.
“Ah…” was all that Wonwoo could come up with. He definitely didn’t want to upset the already annoyed Minghao. Standing up, Wonwoo quietly padded over to the kitchen and brought a glass of water over.
“Thank you hyung.” Minghao now had Jun’s head resting in his lap with the folded hand towel placed gently on the older’s burning forehead. “Say, thank you Wonwoo.” The younger said softly, addressing Jun.
“Thank you, Wonu.” Jun whined out, turning his head and nuzzling against Minghao’s stomach.
“Yah! Junhui! The towel...ugh sit up. Drink some water.”
After making sure Jun drank all the water in the cup and affectionately wiped away any water droplets, Minghao looked up slightly smiling in a pleading way at the not-sick older member, who was still standing by.
“Can you help me drag his big body to my room? I would be very grateful.” Jun now had his head rested against his boyfriend’s shoulder, eyes closed and mouth slightly ajar.
“Yeah. Sure.” Nodding, Wonwoo gently took hold of his friend’s arm and pulled him to stand up.
A small grunt left the other’s lips and Jun begrudgingly stood up. “That couch was the most comfortable place ever.”
Scoffing, Wonwoo tossed an arm around the other. “I know. You kicked me out of my couch spot with your diseased body.”
“Why are we at your dorm? Or are you at our dorm? Or-”
Wonwoo cut his friend off, saving himself from the fever induced ramblings, “Soonyoung needed help with setting up his new phone so I was called up here and then was drained of all my energy and couldn’t go back down so I stayed. Lucky for you.”
A small scoff was heard from Minghao, who the other two were following. Well, one was following and the other was clinging on to his friend’s shoulders, eye closed, leaning almost his full body weight on his slimmer friend, and stumbling around. Wonwoo definitely needed a nap after this.
“It’s like we have been walking forever~.”
“Stop being dramatic. Here, you can toss him on the bed.” Minghao held the door open for the older, wringing the hand towel slightly in his hands.
Bringing Jun to Minghao’s bed, Wonwoo slowly let the other go, making sure his sick friend didn’t hit the ground accidently.
“Thanks hyung. Sorry to bother you and make you use up what little energy you conserved.” Smirking, Minghao patted Wonwoo on the shoulder.
“It’s okay. I have an excuse to now sleep for the rest of the day after this tiring adventure.” Wonwoo smiled and headed towards the door.
“Here, put the covers over you and don’t move your head while the towel is on. We need to cool your body temperature down.”
Looking back over his shoulder, Wonwoo observed the gentle tone and look that Minghao gave the other lying in his bed as he softly ran his fingers through light brown hair.
“Thank you Hao~” Turning his head and ignoring Minghao’s prior instructions of staying still, he wrapped his arms around the smaller one’s middle and cuddled into the younger’s stomach once again.
“Aish, you’re lucky I did all this because I love you, Junhui.” Minghao quietly said, patting the other’s head.
Wonwoo closed the door and made his way back downstairs, making sure to grab his book before leaving.
Upon entering his own dorm, Wonwoo was met with Mingyu’s tall stature at the door, almost colliding with the other, “Oh Wonu-hyung! I was wondering where you were. I was just about to go upstairs to check.”
“I was up there but I’m back.” Quickly patting the younger’s chest in an attempt to make him move, Wonwoo slipped past the taller member and plopped himself on the bed that was moved into the living room.
“Did you see Jun-hyung? Minghao and I had to go pick him up from downtown because he got sick.”
Rolling over on his side and placing his book on the side table, Wonwoo hummed a response.
“Mmnn...and I had to move him to Minghao’s room. He couldn’t even walk but I think he was being slightly dramatic.” Placing his face on the pillow, Wonwoo took his glasses off and ran a hand over his face, closing his eyes. The pillow felt very nice.
“Oi Wonwoo are you getting sick too? You shouldn’t have helped Jun move. I’m sure he could have done it himself. And that’s Minghao’s boyfriend so that should have been his problem. Hello? Are you listening to me?” Moving over to the older, Mingyu placed a hand on Wonwoo’s forehead.
Swatting the other’s hand away, Wonwoo sat up and scowled up at the taller figure. “I’m fine, Mingyu.”
“Well, just stay healthy hyung and stop hanging around sick members.” Mingyu padded over to the kitchen, rummaging through the fridge.
Sighing, Wonwoo tossed the covers over his body, deciding to take that nap he needed.