JongIn woke up in the next morning feeling an uncertain warmth. He chuckled in bed and tried to change position, turn around, but something, he didn’t quite know what, blocked him. He tried to move once more, this time to the other side, and gave up when he failed again. JongIn blinked and rubbed his eyes before opening it wide, and when he did so, he noticed that the place he currently was at, was really dark. Searching for a source of light at his fingertips, he took his phone a used it like a lantern.

Illuminating part of the room, he looked down to discover what was above him and not letting him move. It was a person. And that brought him to remember, that wasn’t his house. That wasn’t his room neither his bed. The owner of all these was deep sleeping, holding him by the waist and using JongIn’s chest as a pillow, making everything sweeter.

JongIn couldn’t help but blush, and thanked that the other was still asleep and the room was dark, this way nobody would see him turning red, again, because of KyungSoo. ‘But how did I get here? Thinking straight, the last thing I remember was putting him on bed and going to the living room to sleep in the couch. How did I end up sleeping here with him? Not that I really mind. But I hope I didn’t sleepwalk and came here middle night without him noticing. Cause it might got him in surprise. Oh my, he’ll think I’m a ert’.

JongIn couldn’t move, afraid he would wake the other with any moves, so he stayed there, still, and thinking about all the possibilities for him to be in the same bed as the boy. ‘What if I try to move slowly and get out of bed? This way it must be less awkward. And I can try making breakfast to him. That could be a way of thanking him for letting me stay here. Yes. I’ll do this.’  He softly released himself from KyungSoo’s embrace, and slowly got out of bed, inch by inch, making KyungSoo’s face hit the bed when he lost his balance and fell on the floor, making a loud noise.

“Ouch.” He tried to say it quietly as he rushed to get on his knees to have a view of KyungSoo, making sure he didn’t wake him with the noise. Fortunately, it didn’t wake KyungSoo. JongIn made a victorious gesture with his hands, and walking tiptoeing, not to make any more sounds, he left the room, closing the door behind him. But before doing the last thing, he took a glance at KyungSoo’s peaceful sleep. If he ever had a doubt about his feelings towards the boy, it now made no sense, he was completely sure about his feelings. There. There was the reason. Right there, the reason why he felt in love with KyungSoo. Can’t you see it?

He was reluctant of touching things that wasn’t his and being alone in a room that wasn’t his, but ‘At least is for a good cause’ he thought and opened the fridge to look for something he could cook for breakfast. His abilities of cooking were not exceptional, and nothing compared to KyungSoo’s, but let’s say he survived this years alone, making his own food, so it wasn’t the worst thing in the world.

‘Something simple, I have to do something simple.’ He kept saying to himself. After a couple of minutes he decided that the simplest thing he could cook, and will probably taste good whatever the results were, was French toasts. It was like impossible for French toasts to taste bad. And, he wouldn’t have to use many ingredients to do it.

After he was done he looked the mess he made on the kitchen ‘Damn. I have to clean it before he wakes.’ And run to the room to check it the other didn’t wake up already, and he didn’t. So he ran back and cleaned all the mess. ‘How could I make such a mess with just a French toast?’ he laughed.  “What are you laughing about?” JongIn almost jump in surprise when he heard it. KyungSoo just entered the kitchen, walking slowly and sitting on the first chair he saw. “Did you make breakfast?” He asked smiling a bit.

JongIn nodded and bring the plate full of French toasts to the table, sitting o the other side. “Yes! Hope you like it. I just wanted to thank you for letting me stay the night.” KyungSoo kept smiling and got some toasts to eat. “It’s really good. You are great.” He said and cheered. “Not even close to you, and it is just French toasts.”

“That’s what I said yesterday when I made just pancakes and you didn’t agree with me.” He replied and kept eating. After the first toast, KyungSoo got up immediately from seat. “What is it? It already taste bad?” JongIn got up with him. “Is not that… it’s just…”

“KYUNGSOO!!” the smaller boy fell down on the others arms. He lost all his senses and fainted right there. JongIn caught him and kneeled down to hold him firmly. He put his hands on KyungSoo’s forehead and found it burning in fever. He freaked out and shook him softly. “KyungSoo, wake up. Wake up!” he said and only heard a softly groan. JongIn got the boy on his arms and rushed to the room.

He placed him on bed. ‘Otoke? What do I do?’ That time the phone rang. ‘Do I pick it up?’ he rushed to the living room and stared at the ringing phone. And by impulse, he took it. “Yoboseyo?”

“Yoboseyo? Who is this?”

“It-It’s JongIn.”

“Ah. Hello JongIn, It is JiHyo, Is my son there?”

“Hello ma’am. The thing is… I need help.”

“What happened? And I already said to you to call me JiHyo.”

“It’s KyungSoo, he’s sick. He has a fever and I don’t know what to do. Help me.” JongIn said with a lot of fear in his voice, he was really afraid of what could happened with the boy, and didn’t know how to take care of him, neither how to make his fever low. He never had to deal with this before. And the last time he got a cold, he was really young, and didn’t remember how his parents treated him.

“Calm down JongIn-ah. I think it is just a cold because of the rain from last night. Don’t worry too much. He’ll be alright. Now you’ll have to help the fever low down. Get a towel, put it on the water and then on his forehead. Let it there to cool him, and change the towel hour by hour. Do the same with his foots. Give him some medicine we put above the refrigerator. And give him a lot of water too, for him not to dehydrate. You can make a soup for him to eat later. But it’s ok ne? He’ll be fine with you taking good care of him. I trust you.” She said it slowly for him to get all the information and understand it, after he thank her, JiHyo asked him to call if anything new happened and good luck, ending the conversation.

JongIn hurried up to do every single thing the mother said, making it sure he was doing it the right way. He took three little towels from the laundry and also a bowl full of water. He got to the room, put the towels on water while he measured the boy’s temperature. It was near 40 degrees Celsius (104 Fahrenheit).

Then he put the towels on KyungSoo’s forehead and foots. The boy complained about the cold thing even with eyes closed, and JongIn pretended he didn’t hear it. It was for his good. Almost an hour later, he gave him the medicine and measured the boy’s temperature it lower a bit, but it was still high. ‘He might get better now with the medicine. He will.’

He was about to leave the room to get more water when something held his hand. “Stay. I’m afraid.” KyungSoo struggled to say as he held JongIn’s hand. The boy turned around and sat in a chair next to the bed, never leaving his hand. “I was just going to get some water. You need it. I’ll be right back.” JongIn tried to calm him.

“No, I don’t need it. I’m fine. I don’t need water. I need you. And I need you here. If you go you will take long to comeback, and I will miss you. I don’t want to miss you again.” He said looking directly to JongIn’s eyes. The taller smiled and thought that it wasn’t KyungSoo who were truly talking; he believed the other was only saying those things because of the fever. How could it be the boy missed him AGAIN? It didn’t make any sense to him. It was definitely the fever. Anyways, he couldn’t help but smile. Even it wasn’t because he wanted to say it, the words meant something to JongIn. “Ok, I won’t leave.”

The later gave up and stayed there, holding his hands for a moment, until he felt asleep again, and when he did so, JongIn changed the towels and went to the kitchen to make a soup. ‘But I don’t know how to make a soup’. He got his phone and checked on the Internet. ‘Well, it seems easy’. And it was. Even if he took more time than expected, an hour later the soup was ready, and it tasted good. JongIn took the plate and brought it to the room.

Entering the place, he saw something he wasn’t expecting, KyungSoo was awake, sitting on bed and crying. He put the plate aside and ran to the boy. “What is it? Is something hurting? Where is hurting?” he said as he got near and checked the boys’ body. KyungSoo pulled him to bed. “You said you wouldn’t left me, but you did. You lied to me. And it took you so long to get back.” Said the sobbing one. “Don’t ­you ever do it again, ok?”

JongIn smiled as he sat down next to him, hugging KyungSoo, who was now rubbing his face on the other’s chest. It was for sure the cutest thing he ever saw. “I won’t. I’m sorry. Please, don’t cry.” JongIn said running his fingers on KyungSoo’s hair, trying to comfort him. “Ne.” KyungSoo said holding his shirt tight.

The smaller looked up to JongIn’s face, on the other hand, the boy looked down to exchange looks. KyungSoo smiled even with tears in his eyes, making JongIn’s heart beat fast.

Maybe he was catching a cold too, and maybe he was getting a fever too, but he didn’t thought about his next act. He took KyungSoo’s face with both hands and got near the boy, planting a kiss on the other forehead, which seemed to have cooled now. He stayed there, with his lips connected with KyungSoo’s skin, making the latter smile and close his eyes again. 

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A/N

I’m here again! mian for the late update. I said I would be posting it on weekend with the new chapter of ‘I Can’t Explain what I feel, but my dog got really sick and I have to take care of her. So I’m not going to promise any thing to you guys. Because every time I do it, I can’t keep my word. Sorry. Hope you liked it! It's so fluffy! Soon we’ll have more KaiSoo action! Thank you for all the comments my amazing subscribers! I really really do lob you all! Thank you for supporting my fanfic!