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•••
"Achoo!"
Another muffled sneeze can be heard throughout Team Black's gym. It came from none other than their only physical therapist, and it has been going on for a while since this morning.
Joo Jaekyung stopped punching the black, heavy sack in front of him and turns towards the source of the sound. He watched from afar how his personal doctor stifled another fit of coughs, covering his mouth and nose, not wanting to draw any attention.
Despite the thoughtful effort, given how especially sensitive Jaekyung is when it comes to locking in during his workout routine, he couldn't help but feel annoyed by Dan.
Since this morning, the fighter had been having trouble focusing on his set because of a certain someone. Every time he heard even the faintest sneeze within his earshot, he'd stop everything and turns to check on Dan.
It's pissing him off how the doctor is actively distracting him with his sickness. Fuck, if only Dan wasn't so stubborn in coming to work today.
The thing is, earlier that morning, he noticed Dan's pale face, and the way he kept sniffling. The man is obviously sick.
Therefore, trying to be a decent boss, he offered Dan to take the day off, but the latter refused, insisting that he's 'not sick at all'. Jaekyung knows damn well that Dan was lying straight to his face, but he chose to shrug it off as he thought that Dan could handle himself.
If he'd known that those constant sneezes and coughs would pose this much of a distraction, he wouldn't have hesitated to tie Dan up and left him in his penthouse. Jaekyung's career is really important to him, and he can't afford any distraction.
Yet, deep down, as much as he wants to convince himself that Dan being sick was the reason for him being irritated, he knew that's not the case.
Truthfully, he had always hate how the older constantly put everyone else before himself. Seeing Dan sacrifice so much just to keep others satisfied has always left a bitter taste in Jaekyung's mouth, but he didn't expect that it would extent to the point that Dan is neglecting his own well-being.
Jaekyung is not an idiot.
He knows damn well Dan is just pushing through the day as to not jeopardise Jaekyung's career. He knows the reason Dan is denying that he's sick is so that he could give Jaekyung's usual treatment. Even so, watching those usually bright doe eyes are now turning sleepy and weak, clearly exhausted, only made him angrier.
Why would Dan do this to himself?
As much of an asshole Jaekyung is, he's not that heartless. If Dan is sick he doesn't need to force himself to come to work just for him. It's not like he's gonna fire Dan just because he missed a few days to recover.
His dark grey eyes shifted from Dan, now narrowing at how the other members are crowding the pretty doctor, frantically asking if he was okay.
This is the another reason that fuels his anger.
Most of the time, he might act nonchalant to his surroundings, but he wasn't oblivious to how at least half of the gym members are obviously interested in his physical therapist.
Since he was little, he found out that he can be extremely possessive sometimes. He also knew that it wasn't a good personality trait, especially as he grew older. Yet, Jaekyung didn't even bother changing this habit of him, so, naturally, the sight of other men constantly hovering around Dan makes his blood boil.
He doesn't understand why they're so persistent on the doctor. Apart from Jaekyung, Dan rarely initiates any conversation with the other members, so there is absolutely no need for them to go this frantic over Dan's well-being. They're not that close.
The fighter was about to resume his workout, until he noticed how Dan is evidently feeling a bit suffocated from being crowded. His fists twitched, itching to punch something a little more satisfying than the black punching bag in front of him.
Jaekyung couldn't fully understand why he's feeling this way, but all he knew is that he needs to pull Dan away from them, fast.
So, without thinking any further, he impulsively march towards the group of men.
•••
"Doc Dan! Are you sure you're okay?"
"Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"
"Oh no, what do we do?"
Kim Dan tries to wave them all off politely, holding his hands up to create a barrier. Don't get him wrong, he appreciates their concern, but the last thing he wants is to bear the responsibility of these professional athletes getting sick because of him.
He's been trying to reassure them that his fever is nothing serious, but to no avail. Dan knows they mean well, but the amount of attention he's getting is starting to make him anxious.
Once in a while, his brown eyes hesitantly flicked towards where Joo Jaekyung is standing. From the corner of his eyes, he could see the large figure burning holes at him from a distance.
If there is one thing that Dan learns during his months with Jaekyung, it's that the champion absolutely hates when Dan gets too close to other people, especially men. There has been more than a few occasions where Jaekyung almost punched another guy in the face for being extra friendly to him.
"Please, it's okay. I really am fine", he tries again.
Not even a second after he uttered this, the atmosphere suddenly shifted into a very tense one. It's like a devil had join their little circle, making everyone immediately feel uneasy and to be honest, terrified. Seeing the gym members suddenly going quiet, Dan looks up, and his brown eyes immediately widen. A large figure stood in front of him, back turned to his front, shielding Dan from the other members.
The devil was none other than Joo Jaekyung himself, and he looks anything but happy.
"What the fuck is going on here?", he began scolding them, voice booming throughout the whole gym. The members subtly glances at each other, silently begging for someone to speak up before Jaekyung completely unleashes his wrath upon them.
Luckily, someone did.
"S-sorry, Jaekyung hyung. We just wanna make sure that Doc Dan is fine", a fellow member, which Dan honestly did not remember his name tries to speak up. However, unluckily for the poor guy, Jaekyung's frown turned even angrier than before.
"Didn't he fucking tell you that he's fine? Can't you piece of shits see how you're suffocating him?", Jaekyung looks at the members one by one, hands on his waist, voice louder in volume.
Dan watches how all of the Team Black members simultaneously put their head down. He's not sure whether it's out of fear or respect for their leader. Probably both.
"Everyone get back to practicing", the champion spat coldly, which everyone else replied with a collective "Yes, hyung!".
And just like that, the crowd disappeared, leaving Dan alone with the furious athlete. When Jaekyung turns to look at him, Dan immediately looks down, playing with his fingers out of nervousness.
"Hey", the taller started, a bit too rude for Dan's liking.
"Y-yes, sir?", Dan's tired eyes look up, nose sniffling a bit.
"If you can't handle yourself then why the fuck did you even come? Now everyone is distracted because of you", Jaekyung began his lecture, crossing his arms and looking down at him. Dan blushes in embarrassment because he can't help but feel like a child being scold by his mother.
Before he could think of a reply, another sneeze came through and he quickly muffles his lower face. Amidst all this, he could feel a heavy weight suddenly sitting down next to him.
Dan couldn't even process the situation when a rough palm suddenly grazed his forehead, then came down to thoroughly feel his neck.
"Shit, you're burning up", he hears the deep voice beside him uttered. "Fuck, I should've left you at the house", Jaekyung says while glaring at him, making Dan all fidgety.
"I-I'm so sorry, Sir", Dan began to apologise but was waved off by Jaekyung who's standing up. He pouts guiltily when the fighter walks away, not after telling him to stay put. "Great, now he's mad at me", Dan sighed heavily. As if today can't get any worse, with Dan fighting through his fever and now Jaekyung getting angry at him.
Few minutes later, Jaekyung came back, carrying both his and Dan's bag on his body. He gestures the doctor to come with him, which Dan quickly obliged. Seeing they were heading into the elevator, the older attempted to ask Jaekyung where they were going but was merely brushed off, again.
His confusion grew even more when they got out of the building and started walking to the other's sports car. "S-sir? Where are we going?", he tries to ask. Jaekyung didn't immediately reply, instead he opened the passenger door and lightly shoved him to get inside.
"Where the fuck do you think we're going? We're gonna get you some medicine and I'm taking you home", he replied coldly after getting in and buckle his own seatbelt. After that, Jaekyung leans in towards Dan, hand reaching towards the other's belt and carefully buckles the older himself.
Despite the rude reply, Dan couldn't help but blush at the champion's action. Apart from Jaekyung's possessiveness, this is another trait that Dan had always noticed ever since living with him. It always amazes him how Jaekyung's rude remarks always contradicts with his thoughtful gestures .
"What about your training?"
"I already talk to Namwook hyung", Jaekyung began driving, setting the car's built-in GPS to a nearby clinic.
Upon hearing this, Dan frowns, eyes starting to water. Maybe it's the fever, but he's feeling extra sensitive today. He hates being a burden to other people, especially those who have helped him so much.
Unbeknownst to him, Jaekyung saw the tears that are threatening to spill from his doe eyes. The athlete may or may not have been glancing at him through the rearview mirror.
"Relax, Doc. I could use a break too", Jaekyung says, face void of emotions as always.
Jaekyung knows Dan might think that he's only saying this to calm him down. But, in truth, it's been ages since the fighter took a day off. So, in a way, this is truly beneficial for him as well.
Even though Dan wasn't really convinced, he decided not to argue any longer and just nodded weakly. Working all day is starting to take a toll on his body, the exhaustion creeping up on him. He sniffs, lightly rubbing his tired eyes.
With each passing second, Dan's eyelids grow heavier, but he tries his best to stay awake. He doesn't want to fall asleep yet. Not when Jaekyung is going out of his way to take care of him. Every time he catches himself dozing off every few seconds, he'd try to straighten up, determine to resist the temptation.
However, when he feels a rough hand brushes his bangs before lightly massaging his forehead, he can't resist any longer. Before he could even stop and remind himself that this is his scary boss, he leans into the soothing touch, practically purring for more.
After a while, the low hum of the engine, accompanied by Jaekyung's soft head massages slowly betrayed him, and Dan was finally pulled into a deep sleep.
•••
Jaekyung parks his car in the garage and turns off the engine. He glances at Dan, who's peacefully sleeping in the passenger seat. Something about the doctor being in his most relaxed state is making the fighter unable to look away.
Throughout the months of living together, Dan has always been visibly tensed when being around him. Jaekyung doesn't know why the other is so scared of him, but seeing Dan constantly fidgeting and stuttering is stressing him out. He just wants Dan to treat him normally, to feel relax when talking to him like he does with other people in the gym.
Dark grey eyes raked over the body sleeping in front of him, and a light scoff escaped his lips. It took Dan months to muster the courage to rest his arm on the car's armrest, so the sight of the older curling up like a prawn, both legs carelessly tucked on the expensive leather seat is quite amusing to him.
"Hey, Kim Dan. Wake up", Jaekyung lightly shook the doctor, but was met with a low whine. He raised a thick eyebrow when the older's hands slap his own hand away, annoyed that his peaceful sleep is disturbed.
"D-don't wanna", he heard the older mumbled before sniffling and going back to sleep. The fighter let out an annoyed sigh, knowing damn well that Dan would not wake up anytime soon. If only the fighter could sleep as well as the other.
"Fucking hell. Ugh, fine"
Jaekyung got out of the car, opened the passenger side door and began unbuckling Dan's seatbelt. He easily manhandles the older into his arms and began walking away, but not before grabbing the medicine that he bought earlier. He ignores the fit of whines coming from the older, forcefully putting Dan's arms around his neck.
Since he lives in a private penthouse, he has his own private elevator that no one else has access to. So, he's not really worried about ending up in some bullshit scandal, with a picture of him carrying another man displayed on the front page.
The whole elevator ride, Jaekyung can't help but stare at Dan, again. He undoubtedly feels like an absolute fucking creep. But the sight of Dan, occasionally nuzzling up into his broad chest, lightly purring from the warmth radiated from his body, is making his stomach all queasy.
What the hell is this feeling?
He doesn't know how long he's been staring, but the 'ding' from the elevator immediately snaps him out of his trance.
Jaekyung hurriedly steps into the house, carefully setting the medicine bag on the kitchen counter and strides towards the guest bedroom.
As gently as possible, he lays Dan on the bed, which the latter instantly curls up into a fetal position. Jaekyung was about to leave when he noticed how the body in front of him is slightly shivering. The fighter adjusts the A/C into the lowest setting, then pulled the thick blanket to cover the other in warmth.
Doing all of this, his mouth never stops complaining, saying something along the lines of "It's like I'm taking care of a fucking baby", "I'm a fighter not a babysitter god damn it"
After that, Jaekyung waited for a few minutes, just to make sure that Dan is comfortable enough. In the meantime, he couldn't help but feel conflicted about a lot of his actions today.
Why the hell is he acting like Dan's boyfriend?
Few months ago, he never even cared if his fuck buddies have a ride home or not. But now here he is, taking a day off, picking up medicine, carrying Dan around and watching him like a hawk on the other side of the bed, just in case he needs anything.
This is all very new to him, and he doesn't know exactly what to feel.
Before Dan came into his life, even the thought of taking care over someone else makes him grimace. He never finds the idea of being someone else's caregiver appealing, feeling that it's a waste of time, money and effort. But now that he's actually doing it, he surprisingly finds it isn't as unpleasant as he originally thought.
In fact, taking care of Dan is stirring something inside him. Well, he's not exactly sure what kind of emotion it is, but one thing for certain is that it's not a negative one.
Jaekyung shook his head, not wanting to delve deeper into his emotions. No, he's worked so hard to built a wall to protect himself, and he's not going to let Dan worms his way into his heart. However, watching how Dan's nose occasionally twitches, mouth lightly opens to let out soft snores, Jaekyung couldn't help but feel some sort of warmth spreading through his heart.
After a while, Jaekyung decided to quietly exits the guest bedroom, but not before making sure that Dan is comfortable, again. He knows damn well that if he stays here any longer, he might do something that he would regret.
•••
"Sir?"
A timid voice called out from behind. Jaekyung gave a short hum as an acknowledgment before his head motioned to the mini bar in the kitchen, not even sparing the other a glance.
"Sleeping beauty has woken up I see", Jaekyung says absentmindedly. He couldn't see it, but this specific comment made Dan red in the cheeks. Dan knows it's just a saying and Jaekyung didn't really mean it, but still, getting called beautiful by the younger is giving his stomach butterflies.
"W-what are you doing?", the same voice asked, not before pulling out one of the chairs and sitting on the high table. Dan woke up after a long nap and immediately came down when he smells something pleasant from the kitchen. He didn't even bother changing his work scrubs.
Jaekyung looked back, rolled his eyes at the older and continued stirring the chicken porridge in the pot.
"The hell does it look like I'm doing? Is it normal for your brain to be all mushy when you're sick?", the younger said, shaking his head negatively. Even though his choice of words sounds a bit harsh, to Dan, it is evident that Jaekyung meant no actual bite to it.
Yet, it didn't fail to make Dan blush, again, but this time out of embarrassment.
"I'm making you a porridge. You need to eat something so that you can take your medicine", Jaekyung continued, still not looking back.
"O-oh. Do you need some help with it then?", the older began standing up, but immediately sat back down when Jaekyung turns with a dangerous glare plastered on his face. It's as if he's saying "Don't you fucking dare", but without using actual words with his mouth.
"No, you should rest. Plus, I don't want you to sneeze into this or some shit", the fighter simply stated before he took a bowl and began filling it with the hot porridge.
"O-okay", Dan mutters, looking down as he fidgets with his fingers.
He doesn't really have an appetite right now, but the thought of the fighter making a meal just for him is making his heart swell. The last time someone cooked for him was during the early days he met Jaekyung, where the latter cooked him an unseasoned chicken breast. Truthfully, it wasn't really tasty and he had trouble swallowing it, but he still deeply appreciate the thought.
Too deep into his memory lane, he didn't notice Jaekyung serving him the porridge. Dan jolted when a two fingers snapped in front of him, his gaze lifts, seeing a puff of steam coming out from the hot porridge.
"Eat up", Jaekyung says before sitting down in front of him. Dan nodded before grabbing the spoon placed next to him and scooped some of the porridge.
The athlete watches him intently, not even bothering to hide the fact that he is openly staring at Dan. As Dan began feeding the spoon into his mouth, grey eyes immediately searched for doe brown eyes, silently looking for approval over his dish.
Dan's face evidently lit up before letting out a hum, head nodding positively. "It's very nice, Sir", he shyly gazes at Jaekyung, noting how the younger smirks, as if he is evidently pleased by the older's positive reaction.
To be honest, Dan is more than surprised over how much Jaekyung had improved since the last time he cooked a meal for him. However, he chose to keep this fact to himself, fearing that Jaekyung would get offended and he would end up in the hospital.
"Are you not eating?", Dan asked, realising that the other is just sitting, not eating at all. A faint blush creeps up on his face upon finally noticing how intensely Jaekyung is staring at him.
"I already ate. I'm a big guy, Kim Dan. Chicken porridge isn't gonna fill me up", he replies with a smirk, clearly teasing. Dan's face flushes an even deeper red, so he quickly looks down before Jaekyung could even notice.
He is definitely not used to the younger being playful, as Jaekyung is always on edge and stressed from his career. Being a champion means having to constantly hold unrealistic expectations from people around you, so Dan couldn't really blame him for his explosive attitude. Even so, he can't help but prefer this side of Jaekyung, liking the rare sight of the MMA champion relaxing and letting off some steam.
After emptying half of the bowl, Dan stopped and slumped over the chair. A hand patted his now full belly before gazing up at the frowning athlete.
"The fuck? That's it?", Jaekyung questioned frustratedly, eyebrows furrowing and arms crossing over his broad chest. The man is obviously not happy seeing how little Dan ate.
"I'm sorry, Sir. But I don't think I could finish this", Dan sniffles before looking down guiltily.
"Absolutely not. You need to eat more to recover faster, dumbass", Jaekyung scolded, hand now reaching for the bowl.
"Open up", the younger commanded.
Dan lifts his gaze and gasped seeing the spoonful of porridge in front of him. "S-sir?", he exclaimed, not processing what the hell is happening right now.
"Eat, before I shove this in your mouth", Jaekyung threatened, eyes bulging a little to let Dan know he's not playing around. It works though, seeing how it immediately had the other opening his mouth, welcoming the food. A satisfied hum was heard from the younger, hand scooping another spoonful of porridge.
Blood creeps onto Dan's face when noticed Jaekyung lifting the spoon close to his own mouth, carefully blowing the steam off the porridge so that Dan wouldn't burn his tongue. The spoon is then placed in front of Dan, waiting for it to open.
What the hell is happening? Is Jaekyung actually spoon feeding him right now?
As much as he was puzzled with the younger's action, he still accepted it, suddenly having the appetite to eat again. He wasn't sure whether it's the fever or the fact that Jaekyung is taking care of him, feeding him. Nevertheless, he doesn't feel like complaining.
This process went back and forth for a while, with Jaekyung holding the spoon and Dan accepting it, until the bowl is finally empty. A glass of warm water and medicine were placed next to Dan before Jaekyung got up from his seat and walk towards the sink.
"Don't forget to take your medicine", Jaekyung reminded.
"O-okay", Dan replies before popping his pills into his mouth. He washes the dry tablets with the glass of water and closed his eyes for a bit. However, the feeling of a calloused palm grazing his forehead and neck immediately startled him.
"Shit, you're even warmer than before"
"Really?", Dan asked tiredly, suddenly feeling very lethargic again. He's not sure why, but this time, the feeling is even worse than before. Maybe the medicine was the drowsy kind.
"Get up and go get some sleep", Jaekyung ushered him, hands gently guiding the other's back to the stairs. He watches Dan going up until the second floor, staying nearby just in case the idiot fell or something.
"Don't forget to change your clothes!", he hears Jaekyung yelling from downstairs.
The door to the guest's bedroom creaks open, and Dan immediately falls on top of his bed. He didn't even bother changing his work clothes into something much more comfortable, deliberately disobeying Jaekyung.
Whatever, he's too damn tired to care about anything other than sleeping right now. Barely a minute after lying down, faint snores began echoing throughout the room.
•••
It's currently 1am, and Jaekyung can't fucking sleep.
Jaekyung knows he shouldn't be worrying, the doctor is a grown man. The latter can take care of himself. Plus, he's already eaten his dinner and medicine, so there's literally no need for him to go out of his way to make sure that Dan is extra okay.
However, even with the heated morale debate going on in his head, it's not enough to stop himself from pulling the thick blanket off of his body. It wasn't enough to stop his feet from marching onto the stairs, going straight to Dan's room.
Carefully, Jaekyung pushes the door open as quietly as possible, not wanting to risk waking Dan up. He walks towards the bed, sighing in disapproval seeing the older still in his blue scrubs.
"Kim Dan are you fucking kidding me", he muttered to himself, mouth frowning like an evil stepmom. The champion walks into Dan's closet, picking out his pyjamas and began walking towards the bed again.
"Why won't you ever take care of yourself, dumbass", he complains again, disappointed frown not leaving his face.
The contrast between the harsh words coming out of his mouth and his actions is comical, to say the least. Even with the constant complaints coming out of his mouth, he still very gently and carefully lifts the doctor into a sitting position.
To be honest, he's quite impressed at how Dan did not even stir in his sleep. Jaekyung knows Dan is a heavy sleeper, but he didn't expect him to be this oblivious to his surroundings when his head hits the pillow.
Lucky bastard.
"Don’t you freak out on me if you ever woke up", Jaekyung whispered lowly, hands beginning to undress the older.
Wanting to respect Dan's privacy, he tries his best to be as swift as possible and without blatantly looking at the other's private parts. He might be an asshole but he's not going to take advantage on unconscious people.
After he finished changing Dan's clothes, Jaekyung gently lays Dan back down, adjusting his position on the bed so that he's more comfortable. Dan moves a bit in his sleep, body curling into a fetal position, his body turning to face Jaekyung. As if sensing the warmth radiating from the younger's body, Dan instinctively reached out, hands pulling down on Jaekyung's arm.
"Hey, the fuck?", Jaekyung whispered, a bit horrified at first but quickly relaxed when he saw the older, still sleeping but now with a deep frown on his face.
Jaekyung couldn't help it.
He couldn't help but stare at how pretty Dan looks, even in his sickly, sleepy state. Though he'd rather die than admit it out loud, he had always thought Dan was blessed with beautiful features. Hell, it's one of the reasons why Jaekyung is attracted to him in the first place.
Before his subconscious could even stop himself, a hand reached out to brush Dan's messy bangs. However, in doing so, he accidentally touches Dan's forehead. The rising body temperature catches him off guard, as he thinks that Dan surely would've feel better by now.
"Holy fuck, you're getting even worse", he stated worriedly, both hands now frantically feeling all over Dan's face. This rough action made the older stir a bit in his sleep, clearly disturbed.
"S-sir?", he mumbles sleepily, eyes half opening. From the crack between his eyelids, he could see how the room is spinning and his head is hurting like crazy. Everything feels hot and cold at the same time.
"Go back to sleep", Dan could hear the other's deep voice, before a large figure exits his room. A whimper escaped his lips, he couldn't help but feel a bit sad that Jaekyung is abandoning him.
However, his sadness didn't last long when the same figure came back again, this time with a large bowl in his hands and what seemed like a small towel on his shoulder.
"It-it hurts", Dan mumbles, absentmindedly reaching out to Jaekyung, who gently pushes his hands away before bringing a chair and sitting down next to him. The other didn't say anything, but his hands are dipping the towel into the bowl, and began wiping Dan's face with it.
Dan flinches at the sudden coldness on his skin, but later hummed in satisfaction when he realises that it's water. He woke up feeling like his whole body was on fire, but the warm water from the towel instantly cools him down. The comforting damp towel makes him lean into Jaekyung's direction, practically asking for more.
"Feeling better?", he heard the younger asked, hands now moving to wipe down his right arm.
He nodded a bit, eyes droopy again, head turning to look at Jaekyung. The light from the door cast a glow behind him, making it difficult for Dan to see his face. Even so, he couldn't help but noticed how the glow made Jaekyung look like an angel that came down from heaven to take care of him.
"Much…much better", he mumbles sleepily, to which Jaekyung hum in acknowledgment.
Jaekyung lifts Dan's shirt, just enough until his chest is exposed. He dips the same towel in the bowl of water again before squeezing the excess water out. As he was about to wipe Dan's abdomen, the older reaches out to hold his arm, pausing the former’s movement for a bit.
"Thank you, Jaekyung", he heard Dan mutters again, eyes beginning to close.
Jaekyung knows Dan couldn't see his reaction. He knows Dan couldn’t hear how fast his heart was beating at his gratitude. Even so, he secretly hoped that Dan still manages to hear his reply instead.
"You would've done the same thing for me, too"
•••
When the bowl of water has dried up, Jaekyung began feeling Dan's forehead again. A satisfied smile creeps onto his face, seeing how his body temperature has eviddently dropped.
He left the wet towel on Dan's forehead, adjusting it a few times and took the bowl with him before exiting the room. As he was about to close the door, he glances back at the bed, making sure that Dan is still asleep.
Once he was satisfied with everything, he walked back to his bedroom downstairs, and immediately land on his bed. Jaekyung glances at the alarm clock next to him, noting that it's almost 2 in the morning.
Shit.
If he doesn't sleep right now, he'd surely be drowsy and grumpy as hell tomorrow. With this in mind, he tries to force himself to sleep, eyes beginning to shut.
However, the more he forces his brain to shut down, the more he couldn't help but keep on tossing and turning on his bed. After about half an hour, he aggressively ripped the blanket off of his body, breathing heavily.
He fucking hates it, but he knows exactly what's keeping him awake. Without much thinking, he got off his bed and wears his house slippers again before exiting his room, heading towards the room where the sick man is placed.
•••
Dan jolted awake from his deep sleep. One thing he noticed as soon as he woke up is that he's feeling much, much better than before he went to sleep. He doesn't feel as lethargic anymore and his body isn't aching everywhere like before.
However, another thing (another horrifying thing he might add), is that this isn't his room. He looks up at the awfully familiar ceiling for a few seconds before realisation finally dawned upon him.
This is Joo Jaekyung's room.
What the hell happened? How did he end up here? Did he do anything stupid when he was unconscious?
As he frantically tries to sit up, something wet hit his bare thighs. Looking down, he sees a damp towel on his lap. Feeling even more confused, he picks up the towel, noting that it is still fresh, not even an hour after it was soaked.
A soft snore can be heard beside him, and Dan jolted a bit before turning to look at the source. His eyes widen, seeing Jaekyung on a chair next to the bed, arms crossing over his chest and head tilting to the right, sleeping in an uncomfortable position. Dan glances at the alarm clock next to him.
5:30am.
His gaze softens and he lays back down, having an idea of what Jaekyung did for him the whole night.
The thought of the younger taking care of him makes his heart swell, weak hands reach out to hold the other's rough ones. He tries to stay awake for as long as he could, wanting to thank Jaekyung properly. However, sleepiness quickly took over his body again before the younger could even wake up.
It's okay, he can thank him tomorrow.
Before Dan was pulled into dreamland for the nth time, he swore he could feel the other's hand lightly squeezing his. Sadly, he was too tired to even acknowledge it, so he slept, with his hand still holding Jaekyung's.
When he woke up the next day, he sees Jaekyung next to him, playing with his phone, hand still not letting go of Dan's.
fin.
thank you for reading!
-adora-