"I'm only going next do-" 

      He found himself cut off by the look of fear in his eyes. As if Kyungsoo wasn't going to come back. As if the whole world would collapse if he took a step out of this room. And this reason alone had Kyungsoo sighing and sitting at his desk with his phone; scrolling down his contact list until he reached the name: 'Happy Virus More Like Epidemic'

"Chanyeol?"

"KYUNGSOO-AH! It's soooooo late! Why didn't you call earlier?! I WAS SO WORRIED!" 

He pulled his phone the slightest bit away from his ear before speaking.

".. Chanyeol, I'm fine. I just woke up late. And why are you so worried, it's not like anything has chang- you know what, never mind... Can you bring the clothes that are outside your door"

"....."

"Chanyeol?"

"SOMEONE CALL A DOCTOR KYUNGSOO HAS WOKEN UP LATE!!"

"YAH! PARK CHANYEOL!" He looked round to find the boy staring at him in horror. He lowered his voice to a violent hiss.

"Your boyfriends a doctor you oversized pixie! You don't need to call anyone!! Bring him round too, okay?!"

"HE'S NOT MY BOYFR-"

Kyungsoo promptly cut off the little  noise pollution on the other line. 

Kyungsoo turned round on his delightfully spinny chair to face the boy. 

"Sorry. About that. He's very.. Thick? Should we call it? And doesn't really pay attention.."

Kyungsoo chose his words carefully and quickly changed the subject.