;Nara’s  POV         My hand shot up in the air to knock but stopped mid-air. I'm having doubts if whether I should be here or not. Earlier this morning, Yongguk oppa called me and told me that Daehyun was sick. He has a fever. And I'm awfully worried about him. But here I am now, standing outside their dorm and half of by brain shouted at me that I shouldn't be here. Oppa didn't tell me to come but my instinct just told me so.   But now, I don't know what to do anymore.   I sighed and looked at the fish cake soup I made for him which I put in a pyrex bowl and a vermicelli noodles with rice on another bowl. It's getting colder by the minute I stood in here. But then something flashed inside my mind, like a vision—alone and sick Daehyun hugging himself to feel better but it was no use, he can't even use his legs to stand.   The scene made me shivered. He was sick. What kind of girlfriend am I?   Wait...girlfriend? Pffft!   The door opened in an instant that made me jerked away. The boys, minus Daehyun, looked shocked at first when they saw me. Second after, they all naughtily grinned at me. I wanted to throw the bowl on their faces, really.   "Aw. What a caring girlfriend..." Jongup sighed dreamily. I blushed at that.   "Daehyun, Nara's here!" Yongguk oppa announced, his voice echoing inside their dorm. Then he beamed at me. "Take care of our buddy, Nara-yah. Okay? Love him well—I mean, take care of him well." He was grinning from ear to ear like an idiot. They all passed through me, patting my head in the process.   "Don't do anything naughty, okay? We'll be back early." Yongguk oppa chirped once more and I saw him bobbing his eyebrows with an unholy grin on his face. They all ran before I could throw the bowls on their face because I was really about to do that.   I sighed as I turned around and walked inside the dorm. This was my first time visiting their dorm. Their place looked as wide as our dorm. Surprisingly, their dorm was clean. I chuckled at the thought of Daehyun cleaning up their dorm—with an apron and a feather duster on his hand. Cute.   I blinked my eyes to shake the thoughts away. Daehyun was nowhere in sight so I guessed he was inside his room. But first, I went to the kitchen to put the foods in there. Then I went to search for him. There were three rooms and I have no idea which rooms he was in. I tried the first room but he wasn't there.   In the second room, I found him. He was on his bed and the comforter covered his body up to his neck. I slowly moved towards him, trying not to make any noise so I wouldn't disturb his sleeping. I noticed his eyes were closed when I had a good view of his sleeping form. He looked really unwell.   I bent down and placed my palm slowly over his forehead, feeling his warm temperature against my skin. He probably got sick because he went home the other day with no umbrella and I was sure he was soaking wet that day. If only he took my umbrella, he wouldn't get sick. He moaned and I pulled my hand away in an instant.   His eyes fluttered open, and then he saw me. "N-Nara-yah?" He asked in a hoarse voice. He must be delirious or something because he closed back his eyes. "I'm not dreaming, am I? It's you, right?"   From bending down, I sat on his bed. "Yes, it's me Daehyun-ah." I said and I caught the smile formed on his lips.   "Why are you here? You have no schedule or anything?"   "I don't have any shedule for today. The other members, though." I told him and that was when he opened his eyes back.   "Thank you for being here." He said. I only smiled, I couldn't seem to find my voice as he was staring at me. There goes the butterflies in my stomach again.   I cleared my throat. "Um, I've brought you fish cake soup. I-I'm not really sure if it's your favorite. But do you want to try it?"   He chuckled. "Sure. I'll try every food you made for me." He said as he tried to get up. I worriedly stopped him by the arm.   "Hey, stay there." I told him. "Stay here, okay? I'm just going to reheat the soup and I'll come back here."   "But I can manage—"   "Don't argue with me please?" I cut him off. For a moment, I thought he will insist but he didn't. Instead, he chuckled softly and ruffled my hair.   "Okay, I won't argue with you anymore." He said, there was still a smile on his lips. He looked he was amused or something.   Before I would appear stupid in front