The day had begun, however, as usual. All infinity had risen and had gone off to their dance hall to work on the steps of their new song. They had started again and again until their movement was perfect and synchronized. Only, Sungyeol seemed to fail to follow. His steps were often staggering a few seconds and he was still making some mistakes. Myungsoo had noticed that some things were wrong with Sungyeol's behavior. He watched her out of the corner of his eye and watched him wipe his sweat-covered forehead with his hand. He really looked tired. Maybe that was what made today Sungyeol come to nothing. Only, when they started dancing again for the umpteenth time, Sungyeol had lost his balance and had fallen on Myungsoo, who, not expecting it at all, fell with him, his back tapping violently on the floor.

-Ouch! He groans as he straightened up while the body of the older of the two was still on him, against his chest. Yeollie, can I know what are you doing?   

But he received no answer. So he put his hands on the shoulders of his
hyung and lifted him slightly to see his face. Sungyeol had slightly red cheeks and irregular breathing. Caught in doubt, he put his hand on his forehead and pulled it away so quickly that his eldest was hot. He turned to Sunggyu who had approached them to find out what had happened and told him that he had to go back because Sungyeol was not able to continue the training and their leader accepted without problems. while calling their manager to prevent it. The trip was quite short and once they arrived in their dormitory, he put Sungyeol on their bed before folding the blankets over him. He went to get a thermometer and had confirmation that Sungyeol had a lot of fever. He sat on the edge of the bed and stared at Sungyeol's sleepy face.

-You should have told me that you didn't feel well ... he murmured sadly.

Subsequently, he decided to do everything to improve the condition of the oldest. He took some cloth which he moistened with cold water and gently placed it on the patient's forehead. Later he went to make a porridge and despite the fact that he burned himself once or twice during his preparation, he did not let down. Sungyeol, woke up a little later. First, he was surprised to wake up in his room and not in the training room. Then he noticed that someone had to put this compress on his forehead. Which meant he was not alone. On the other hand, he heard footsteps coming in his direction before seeing Myungsoo appear in the doorway. He held a bowl in his hands. Seeing that Sungyeol was awake, he approached, put what he had in his hands on the nightstand before putting his hand on the older man's forehead again.

-It's look like your temperature has dropped a bit. How are you feeling ?

-I'm tired and have a headache. The other boy answer softly. But what happened?

-You have collapsed in the middle of our dance practice. You scared everyone and Sunggyu hyung and our manager let me take you back here and now I have to take care of you. But frankly, if you did not feel good you should have said it.
-Sorry, Myungs ... I will not do it again.

The youngest seemed satisfied with Sungyeol's answer. He grabbed the bowl he was holding and handed it to him. It was the porridge he had had so much trouble developing.

-Eats that. It should help you get better.

Sungyeol, thank him gently before starting to eat. But when that reached his tongue only one word came to his mind to qualify this dish: Disgusting. Myungsoo had to guess at the sight of the older man's grimace and bowed his head and scratched his neck with an embarrassed look.

-Sorry, I wanted to make you a dish to help you get better and I read that some spices help that when we're sick then I put them all so that you are quickly feel better ... I shouldn't have, sorry.

At that time, Sungyeol noticed the burn marks on Myungsoo's hands and realized that he had done his best. So he turned his attention back to the dish that L. had made. Even if they did not show it too much to avoid any problems, Myungsoo and Sungyeol went out together and knew that L had made the effort to prepare a meal for him. warmed the heart. So he took a deep breath and took a bite of this thing under the gaze dumbfounded Myungsoo.

-But Yeollie what are you doing? I thought you thought it was disgusting.
-Yes. Approved this one. It's really horrible ... But you did it.

Myungsoo smiled as he heard this sentence. Sungyeol forced himself to eat some of this porridge but could not finish everything. L did not blame him and forced him to rest again. Sungyeol preferred not to upset him and obeyed. Only he woke up a few hours later. His fever seemed to have dropped again well but he had another problem. He was cold. He had the feeling that his blood had frozen in his veins. He hugged his blanket and seeing that it did not warm him up, he decided to get up. He walked down the halls before falling on Myungsoo who was obviously looking for something to do to take care of him. He seemed surprised to meet Sungyeol.

-Yeollie what are you still doing standing up? L asked in a tone of reproach. You are supposed to rest.
-C-cold ... It was the only thing that managed to articulate Sungyeol before snuggling into Myungsoo's arms. So warm...