That morning, Ren woke up. He was constantly cold and demanded to stay buried within his blanket and so, all obeyed. Everyone was worried but judging on the fact on how much of a fit he could hurl at everyone when he demanded a blanket, they couldn't help but just laugh it off. 

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Baekho leaned on your door frame, frowning at the band-aid on your neck.

You checked the mirror one last time, assuring your uniform was just right. “I’m ready” you smiled.

Baekho lightly nodded then approached you, he sadly looked at the band-aid *It must’ve hurt. That disgusting beast*You looked at him and his anger was so obvious, it was amazing how he his anger so quiet, like a sleeping lion. 

“Does it hurt?” Baekho said, softly touching your neck, grazing the tip of his fingers on your silky neck.

You looked up at him and blinked

“Ani" you lightly chuckled

"If you didn’t remind me about it, I would’ve forgotten.” You shot him an assuring smile.

Suddenly you felt soft lips graze on your band-aid, pushing against your skin. Your eyes widened, your heart seemed to have stopped beating, in that short moment, all you felt was his sincerity. Until Baekho pulled back.

“Hopefully when you do think about the mark, you’ll only think of me softly kissing it, not about anything else.” He smiled at you.

“WoahWoahWoah, I’m sorry for ruining a special moment but I’m not up for being late today, or any day” Aron suddenly said, breaking the loving atmosphere.  

Baekho chuckled, curling his eyes into a sweet eye-smile. “Alright,  I’ll head down first” and with that, Baekho walked out of your room and Aron couldn’t help but feel a shot of jealousy bug him.