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It’s the afternoon, Min and Ryan were practicing for a big performance next week. Everything appeared to be going well, except something wasn’t right. Ryan hadn’t been acting like himself since this morning, he wasn’t his usual upbeat and energetic self, today he just seemed out of it.
Min could tell something was troubling Ryan, he put his mini synth down for a second and then went up to Ryan to get a better look at him. Now, that he looking Ryan did look a little pale apart from the slight redness of his cheeks.
“What’s wrong?” Ryan asked as he looked up at Min. “Oh, it’s just… you don’t look so good” Min said, trying not to sound too worried.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, it’s just you seem pretty tired maybe you should lie down” Min suggested.
“Oh no, it’s okay I just didn’t sleep well last night but, I’ll be okay” Ryan claimed, quickly rubbing his eyes.
Min frowned at Ryan’s response, Ryan’s never been the type to admit when he’s sick. He could be puking all his guts out or sneezing every five seconds and he would say that he’s fine and was just tired. He knew that Ryan wasn’t feeling well and definitely shouldn’t be practicing right now but, nothing Min could say would make him change his mind so he didn’t say anything.
The two continued to practice as normal but, with every minute that passed Ryan began to feel worse and worse. He started to feel hot and dizzy. Ryan put his guitar down and placed his hand on his forehead and started to groan. Min turned his attention towards him.
“Sweetie, are you okay?” Min asked.
“It’s fine, I’m fine I’m f-“ Ryan was interrupted by a bubbling sensation in his throat. He got up and rushed to the bathroom.
Min followed him to see his sick boyfriend throwing up in the toilet. He got down to hold Ryan’s hair back and pat his back. Ryan found himself coughing and whimpering as he finished emptying his stomach feeling just awful. Min placed his hand on his forehead.
“Oh baby, you’re burning up” he whispered mainly to himself. Ryan frowned, “‘M sorry” he mumbled, voice sounding raspy. Min stroked his cheeks.
“Oh, it’s okay Ry-Pie you just lie down and you’ll feel a lot better. But, first, let’s get you cleaned up.” Min walked out of the room to get Ryan’s new clothes as his current ones were covered in sweat and a little bit of vomit.
A few minutes later, Min returned with a white t-shirt and a pair of red shorts. Ryan charged into his clean clothes and tossed his dirty ones to the side of the bathroom.
Min gets a small cup and fills it with water, he hands it to Ryan. “Here drink some water sweet pea, I don’t want you to get dehydrated”. Ryan nodded and took small slow sips of the water, the cool liquid feeling amazing against his dry throat.
“There we go, do you think you can walk back to your room or would you rather I carry you?” Min asked. Ryan tries to stand up on his own but, his legs were incredibly weak at the moment and he ended up falling over. “I think you're gonna have to carry me…” he mumbled. Min nodded a lifts up Ryan and the two head back to the bedroom.
Min placed Ryan down on the bed and tucked him in. “You feeling better, angel?” Min asked. “A-A little” Ryan groggily said, he was still dizzy but not as much as before. Min placed his hand on Ryan’s forehead again, it was still damped with sweat but, his fever had gone down a little.
“That’s good, now you just get some rest okay? I’m sure you’ll feel much better tomorrow.” Ryan just nodded, Min brushed his hand on Ryan’s hair and kissed his forehead “Sleep tight my baby, just let me know if you need anything” Ryan mumbled a very tired okay then peacefully drifted off to sleep. Min gave Ryan a quick small smile for leaving him to rest, glad that he was here make him feel at least a little bit better.