Jung Taekwoon
Value of LoveDespite of having an intimidating and scary personality; having a perfectly proportionate body that was built by the sports he loved and naturally having the s*xy bod, Taekwoon is the member who get sick the most compared to other members. And there is no one who could take care of him more than anyone except Hakyeon.
The vocal prodigy was lying on his bed, given him a day to rest, which in turn gave a meaning to cancel Halyeon’s schedule for the same day without any other reason than to take care of his lifelong friend.
Hakyeon carefully opened the door with one hand in order not to awake the sleeping lion. He sat down on a chair he pulled in, next to the bedside table near the bed's headboard so he can fully reach Leo's face. Hakyeon pulled off the blanket covering the main vocal only to put a half-wet towel on his forehead, wipe his arms and check his temperature.
As Hakyeon successfully put a towel on Taekwoon’s forehead, he then now carefully wiping the latter's arm in thought of cleaning him a bit, to refresh his body, for him to rest calmly. In his surprise, Taekwoon woke up with a scowling face, irritated.
“What are you doing?”
“I'm just wiping your arms to clean you a bit.”
“Hands off Hakyeon.”
“But I'm not done ye-”
“I said hands off!” Taekwoon shouted as loud as he can while shoving Hakyeon off away from him without consciously thinking that he had pushed the latter so hard for Hakyeon to fell on the floor pouring the basin of water on himself.
Hakyeon stood up quickly ignoring his current cold state. He makes sure that he looks just fine by simply asking if he can check the temperature of the man on bed.
“Okay. I will just c-check your temperature.” Hakyeon stutter because of the waters slowly sipping inside his clothes making a contact to his skin.
“You don't have to. I can manage myself.”
“Oh?!...yeah.” Hakyeon sounded so defeated. “Here's the porridge.” Gesturing to the blant soup on the night stand. “Eat that while it's still warm. Next to it is your med. The water is also already here.” Hakyeon smile weakly. “Get well soon.”
Hakyeon left the room without waiting for a ‘thank you’ reply from the man with a warm body because he was sick but still has the coldest attitude he could ever had.
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A/N:
Happy Birthday to me~
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