Daeyong bb, thank you very much for the upvote~~ <3

You both ran to the health center. You felt your hands dampen because of anxiousness.

God, I hope nothing severe happened to Sehun.

“Miss, where is Sehun? The guy with white shirt and cap?” You trembled while asking the whosever girl in the receiving desk.

“Ah, him?” She blushed. Yes, him, missy. This is an emergency and you still have time to blush? Do you want me to pull your fake eyelashes off?! “He’s inside the first curtains on the left.”

You ran towards the direction she gave you, temporarily forgot the presence of the man beside you.

“Oh my lord, Sehun! Wake up!” You tapped forcefully him.

“Miss, don’t worry. Nothing severe happened to him. He just fainted because of the impact but the part which the ball hit will surely swell. Put this on his head to lessen it.” The nurse—I presume—handed me a cold compress.

“Thank you, miss.” You turned your back and put the cold compress over his head.

“You really care about your boyfriend, don’t you?” The man who brought you there sat beside you.

You sniffed and wiped the tears off your cheeks, “Yeah. I was so scared when you told me he fainted, ahjussi. By the way, thank you very much. And you can leave me now. Sorry for taking your time.”

“You’re very welcome, miss. It’s my duty because I work here. Take care. I’ll leave.” Then he waved.

You stood and bowed to him.

“Oh Sehun, don’t you dare faint like that again! I won’t let you go to the restroom alone next time!” You pushed the cold compress harder on his head while sniffing.

He gently opened his eyes and winced, “Oww!”

“Oh Sehun!” You shook his shoulders vehemently.

“Oww. My head hurts.” He palmed his head, not minding you calling him out.

“Do you ing still remember me?!” You shook him harder.

Sehun dumbly stared at you.

“Oh my god! Sehun you don’t know me?! Do you know your name?! Oh my god! No? Oh my go—“

Sehun sat up and hugged you, “You’re rambling, baby. Of course I know you! You thought I got amnesia? I just got hit with a ball not with a ing bulldozer.”

“You scared me to death, you head! You just went to the restroom then voila; someone came to me and told me you fainted!” You clutched onto his shirt tighter and sniffed.

Sehun yanked your shoulders to look at your face, “Why in the name of heavens are you crying? It was just a mere ball, Jung Miyeon. It won’t kill me. Oh god, you were damn worried.”

You hugged you again to hide your embarrassment, “Of course! Your family will murder me because I am liable of your safety! Don’t you dare faint like that again or I will incapacitate you!”

Sehun held your face gently, wiping off your tears, “Hey, I’m okay. No need to bawl your eyes out. I’m sorry, I worried you.”

“Let’s go home now. It’s already four.” You pulled him off the bed irritatedly.

“I’m still groggy, you know. Can I have 10 minutes? And please, don’t feel bad anymore.” Sehun hugged your waist and buried his face on your stomach.

“I’m not buying it, Oh Sehun.”

“Ah, I know! I practiced this when we came back from the gathering. And I think I know how to do it now. I hope this will lift your gloomy mood. Come, sit.” He patted the space next to him. “I’ll do your hair.”

“Are you stoned? No ing way. I will look like stinky troll.” You tsked.

“Oh come on. I did my best to perfect it. I even asked eomma to teach me so that I can do your hair properly. Please baby? One more time.”

“Fine, fine. But one last, okay? If I look stupid, you’ll never gonna touch my hair again.” You grumpily slouched on the space next to him.

Sehun finger combed your hair a bit then he removed you hairband from your wrist. You were fidgeting a little bit too much because his idea of doing your hair is insane.

“Dooooooone!” Sehun smiled widely while eying his masterpiece.

“Fast, huh? Let’s see.”

“Huh! Don’t mock me. I know how to do your hair now. You don’t look that stupid.” Sehun bragged cutely.

Why isn’t this little looking for a real girlfriend? God, Sehun is a Prince Charming that came out from every girl’s dream. Well, except mine.

You used your phone as a mirror to look at yourself. Hmm, not bad.

“See?! I did dreat right? I mean no, I actually did your hair correctly.” He hugged you playfully.

You slapped his arms playfully, “Yah, yah, yah! Hands-off, hands-off. Too much skinship for this day.”

Sehun held your hand while side-eyeing you occasionally. He was really ecstatic that you didn’t ruin his masterpiece and kept it as it is. You actually didn’t mind keeping it. It looks decent, anyway, so why not feed his ego right? He even took a picture of it and made it his phone’s wallpaper which you find creepy. Like, what the hell? A