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"Sehun, we're here!" Calls Junmyeon the moment they're inside Sehun's loft, taking off their shoes messily and entering his home, one after another.

"In here!" Shouts Sehun from his bed in his room, open to the living room and the kitchen so they only had to tilt their heads sideways to be able to see him. He's lying on his bed, wearing a white shirt and gray sweats, looking worse for wear. His face is swollen red from sickness and his lips are curled into a heavy pout because despite everything, he hates being alone, especially when he's sick.

She leaves her shoes back and rushes towards him, a frown on her face. She doesn’t hesitate from quickly scolding him. "Why didn't you tell anyone you were sick?"

Sehun's pout looks even more pathetic as he stares up at her as she sits herself on his bed next to him, his eyes twinkling at the prospect of teasing her. "You know how it is. You guys are busy with university."

Baekhyun comes closer to the two of them, his hands in the pocket of his long coat. "I'd do anything to get out of class, Sehun."

Junmyeon joins them, dangling a plastic bag full with medicine. "You're our friend. Of course we'll take care of you when you're sick. University's actually not that important."

She squeezes Sehun's cheeks to soften his pout. "Aw, Sehun. Everyone loves you."

He tries to speak through her fingers. "Yes, I feel the love."

She stands up from his bed and walks towards the two boys. "Jun, give him his medicine. Baek, come with me. We'll make him soup."

Junmyeon gives her another weird look, but he doesn't say or comment anything. He turns to Sehun and urge him to sit down so he can give him is medicine. She and Baekhyun head towards the kitchen to make Sehun his soup. She begins to rummage through his cupboard, his fridge, his drawers, for anything to cook in a giant pot and call it a day. Sehun's not typically healthy like Kyungsoo, and he perfers eating outside a lot, so she assumes he wouldn't have anything worthy to cook, but surprisingly, she finds a few ingredients and goes to work.

She hands Baekhyun a large knife and vegetables to dice. "Here, you cut the vegetables."

Baekhyun saltues mockingly. "Aye, aye, captain. Anything else you wish of me?"

She continues to speak in a strong voice, n