Chapter 4: Jealousy   Park Chanyeol wasn’t feeling well. After staying up in the rain in the midst of a storm had made him suffer from a fever. He was piteously lying on his bed while staring at the white ceiling, he doesn’t like getting sick. Jaejoong will always check up on him every hour and taking care of him like a mother would do.   The mansion was somewhat different from the previous days; it was weirdly and extremely quiet. Kris Wu was patiently watching some random cartoon on his television, occasionally taking a quick glance on the clock hanging on the wall. He was bored after hearing the maids talking about Chanyeol’s sickness and it made him guilty. After they played under the rain, he discovered that bonding with the cute boy wasn’t bad at all, in fact, he really love to hang out with him. However, Chanyeol should take a rest first before Kris could ask the latter to play with him – trying to get rid of his pride.   Unfortunately for him, he wasn’t allowed to visit the latter as he was prohibited by his father to crossover the west wing of the mansion. “Geez! Can’t I just take even a quick glimpse at Yeol.” Kris have name Chanyeol with different kinds of cute nicknames, well, only him knows.   He gave up and went outside his room, forgetting to turn the television off. He questioned himself why he even bothered to see the younger boy. He should not be caring about the latter and he was supposed to be mad at him after he called him a monster and fooling him, he should hate him. But he can’t, he wonders why.   He hummed a song while walking through the never ending corridors of the mansion, he saw several maids around the area of the west wing – probably the place where they rest. He saw Jaejoong coming out from a room with a towel and a bowl of warm water. Kris quickly hide beside the cabinet and waited for Jaejoong to pass his location, when he knows his uncle is gone for good and no trails of him around he swiftly run over that room.   Assuming that this room was Chanyeol’s, he hesitantly turned the knob and was greeted by the warm atmosphere inside. The whole room was painted with white; flowers were displayed at the corners and bedside tables. It was girly indeed, with the fact that Chanyeol looked so endearing and feminine, he had guessed that he inherited those to his uncle Jaejoong.   He saw a small lump on the bed covered by a thick blanket – a floral one. And curly hair was sticking outside the blanket. Unconsciously a smile formed on his face.   “Yeol?” He murmured while shaking the lump softly. Chanyeol hummed back, waiting for the one who spoke to continue talking.   “Chanyeol!” Kris called.   “Jaejoong hyung?” Chanyeol asked but still not getting out the comforter. Kris knew how sick the boy was, he doesn’t even recognize his voice and the blanket feels warm too. Maybe because of the thermal equilibrium.   “No you dimwit.”   “Suho hyung?” Just then a great pain ravaged his heart, why on earth he had said that name. For all the people inside the mansion, why Suho?   Kris bit his lips and pulled the cover that was covering the whole form of Chanyeol. “Yah!” Chanyeol complained and paused when he had an eye to eye contact with the old onyx eyes of Kris.   “Kris hyung…” He mumbled.   Kris was in fury. “Expecting Suho?” Chanyeol nodded and sat up, Kris then calmed down and helped Chanyeol to sit up.   “How’s your feeling?” He asked while trying to arrange the blanket for Chanyeol. The latter smiled and watched how the monster takes care of him and how the older boy says all his words with so much care to it. He never thought that this hyung has a nice side and Chanyeol wanted it to see everyday. He