The studying session at Sehun’s house was set two days after.

I got sick due to the rain, though, that I couldn’t participate much. Sehun had a cold of his own, but he said he could manage. He just wore a mask over his face to not spread the virus.

The funny thing, though, was that even if the gang was so afraid to catch the sickness from us was that they ended up studying in my room, all books sprawled out on the floor.

“Are you sure this is safe?” Baekhyun asked unsurely, eyes flitting back and fort at the four other boys and Joohyun who was sitting next to him on the floor. He looked back at me and let out a sheepish grin when he noticed me look up from my own readings at the sound of his voice.

Joonmyeon gave him a good smack on the head and said in a nagging manner, “didn’t you hear Mijoo’s mother says that as long as we’re not in contact with her we won’t catch the flu!”

Chanyeol grumbled, though. “But it’s not Mijoo we’re worried about! It’s Sehun. What if he passes on the cold?!” He wagged a finger accusingly at a now annoyed looking Sehun.

“Look who’s talking! Ya! You should just probably go home Yoda if you can’t stand being in the same room as I am!” Sehun retaliated back, fuming, a finger sticking accusingly at Chanyeol who looked at it crossed-eyed.

At the nickname he gave Chanyeol I couldn’t help but laugh. It boomed in the room, surprising everyone. I had never laughed like that in front of them. And I was well aware of the attention I was garnering.

“Wow,” Jongin mused, mouth agaped. “so that is all it takes to make you laugh? If that’s the case then…” He surprised Chanyeol with a smack on the head of the rolled up papers in his hands.

“Ya!”

I laughed louder, hands clasped on my mouth as I laughed in between coughs.

“Guys, smack Chanyeol a little bit more,” Baekhyun added, causing more protests from a poor Chanyeol who had been whining in complaint.

I continued to laugh, seeing that they were really beating up Chanyeol playfully in the middle of all the commotion just to please me and hear that tinkling laughter that had been hiding inside me for so long.

Joohyun was the only one looking troubled. “Guys, are we going to study or are you just going to keep fooling around?”

“Hold up, Hyunnie, we’re not yet done making Mijoo laugh.”

“Yeah, and Yoda is the only way to do that.”

“If we hurt him a little bit per day maybe Mijoo would laugh everyday. How about that?”

“Not a bad idea,” Even Joonmyeon, who was often serious, was teaming up with them. “If this is all for us to see Mijoo’s pretty smile.” I couldn’t help but blush.

“What are you idiots even saying?!” Chanyeol was already kicking like a foolish idiot on the floor, throwing a childish tantrum.

“Open your eyes and look!”

Chanyeol opened an eye and stared at me. I was still in a heap of laughter when I noticed him looking as if he was in surprise. “Who are you and what did you do to Mijoo?” he asked hesitantly and then teasingly added, “But seriously, can I ask you out on a date right now? You don’t have any idea how that kind of face looks on you.”

He received a smack on the head from Sehun. And that was the last of Chanyeol making a fool out of himself that day.

We studied throughout the day, though it was hard to concentrate, because Chanyeol could easily find a way to easily chip in a joke. Joonmyeon would reprimand him a lot and Sehun made it his duty to give him a good smacking on the head every time he tried.

I would place some of my own opinions whenever they were having a hard time understanding topics and they would attentively listen. Joonmyeon was really a good help too. He helped a lot in making things simpler for them whenever I was about to say a chain of jargons and Jongin was looking like he was going to cry because of the overloaded information. I was very sick, but with them in the room it didn’t feel cold. In fact, it was so warm.

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