Taemin giggled quietly as he nudged Jonghyun a little. "Well, this guy here somehow predicted that you were sick so we called your mom. And here we are!"He grinned widely. "Well, okay so Jonghyun didn't actually know that you were sick. He called me if I wanted to surprise-visit you with him."A smirk played on the boy's lips, his eyes screaming something hopefully only I could understand he likes you! Since I've known Taemin for a long time, there were many times when we could communicate without using words. Just looking into each other's eyes.  I rolled my eyes slightly and turned away from Taemin, the softest of huffs escaping my lips. Sometimes being able to read from his eyes was annoying.

Some people might say that lovers do things like that but no. I have never had any feelings like that towards my best friend... We could just... sort of read each others thought at times. Or maybe we just knew each other too much.

I was brought back to reality by Taemin poking my shoulder. I turned to look at him, sending him a weak glare. Though their visit had made me feel a bit better, I was still a little sick. At times likes this I got exhausted even quicker than a normal person who just had a cold. This was one of the reasons why I detested my disease with all my heart even if it wasn't actually life-threatening. Even a slight cold could practically knock me out for days.

The moment I noticed Jonghyun's cheeks having a faint pink tint I felt myself blush deeply. He was probably still blushing because of what Taemin had said... though I wasn't sure why he would be
"I just hoped that I could see you, okay?"He blurted out randomly. I blinked before hiding my face in my pillow.

Why the hell did he have to say something like that? I couldn't help but blush even more as inwardly, I cooed at his answer. What he had said was just simply... Cute. And it seemed he liked me. Had I not been still able to control my emotions, I would have squealed like a fangirl. My heart was pounding loudly in my chest and for moments, all I could hear was the echo of his words.

As much as I wanted to push him away, it was getting harder and harder. I seriously wished that I was a little stronger than this because I wasn't sure that what I was doing was right. Scratch that, I knew that by acting the way I was  (my face buried into my pillow, cheeks red and soft giggles escaping my lips now and then) I knew that I was only making things worse.

But I liked Jonghyun...or loved him. Well, actually both. He wasn't just a crush. I sort of loved him like Puppy loved his crush.

A lot.

Sighing, I turned back to look at them, only to see Jonghyun smirking at me. "What?"I asked him, my voice softer than I wanted it to be.

"I have a feeling that you're happy that we're here, that's all."He said, his shy blush from before completely gone. I couldn't help but pout though he was right. I just didn't like the sly glint his eyes held.

"I think I have to go..."Taemin mumbled suddenly."I promised to help Minho babysit his siblings."He said, walking to me.

"It's okay, Tae. Good luck with taking care of the little devils."I giggled. Let's just say that those kids were worse than any 5-year-old who got all the candy he wanted... without eating any sweets. I couldn't help but think that something was wrong with them... Though, to be honest, they were just kids...

Of course, that didn't meant that they had the right to destroy two of my favorite T-shirts once Minho had brought him there. They just... got into my wardrobe and painted on them. To this day, I had no idea where they got the paint. But I guess it wasn't what mattered but that that nothing could help my clothes.

At least they didn't find anything else they wanted to renovate.

Taemin hugged me gently giggling quietly right into my ear before darting out of my room. Only then did I realize that I had been fooled. He wasn't going over to Minho's place.

I whined inwardly, looking at Jonghyun who was now awkwardly standing near my window, looking a bit nervous."You can go too, if you'd like."I said softly though I wished that he would stay.

"I want to stay."He smiled at me and slowly stepped to my bed, sitting down next to me."I was worried about you... When your mom told me you were sick I couldn't help but think that it's serious..."he added, his eyes filled with genuine worry.

Once again, I felt a traitor blush creep onto my cheeks as I smiled at him softly."You don't have to be worried. I get sick easily, that's all."I mumbled quietly.

"I know."He chuckled, gently grabbing my hand. I considered pulling it away but in the end I didn't. It wasn't like he was doing something bad. Plus I barely cared about his little action and I was too confused about what he had said. We barely knew each other so I wasn't sure how he could know things like this about me as despite everything, I rarely ever missed school. Before I could have asked him though, he had replied to my question, looking away for a few moments."Your mom had told me because according to her, I panicked when she told me that you're sick."He said, not looking into my eyes.

He was lying, I could see it. But I didn't understand why he would lie about something like this. I shrugged inwardly, stiffing a yawn. Though I had been barely awake for some time, I was already tired.

"Wanna sleep?"Jonghyun asked softly, squeezing my hand a little. I nodded slightly, smiling at him."Feel free to leave when you want to..."I mumbled before lying back and snuggling into my pillow. I heard him chuckle quietly as my eyes slipped shut and moments later, I heard him start to sing softly, the words of the song familiar but I didn't know why. I smiled softly and soon, I had fallen asleep, happy to have the one I loved with me.

AN:
So sorry for the delay :D
Because of this, here is a little 'gift' for you.
Preview of next chapter.
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Something was missing from my desk. My eyes widened the moment I realized it.
My diary...it was gone.