As it turned out, they all eventually got sick too.

You felt bad that they got sick because of you, but you tried to make up for it, by doing anything you can to make them feel better.

You cooked, cleaned, etc.

Nothing really took effect, they were still too tired to get out of bed.

By bed, you mean floor.

They came home one night and they collapsed on your floor with a raging fever and you weren't strong enough to carry them up stairs into your guest room.

So you set up everything down there for them.

You made some chicken soup and waved it in front of Onew's face and he suddenly woke up.

You smiled and set the chicken soup on the table and Onew slowly crawled over and started to eat.

He was too obsessed with eating that he didn't wake up the others.

You slapped the others on their cheek gently seeing if they would wake up.

They turned to their sides and mumbled out random things.

You tried for about 10 minutes until Onew finished eating and jumped on top of them.

They all groaned out in pain and pushed him off of them.

You kept laughing at them while they went over and ate too.

You looked over at the clock on your wall and saw that it a little past 7pm.

You were tired of just staying in your room for the last 3 nights.

So tonight you decided that you would all watch a movie.

You didn't want to force it on them into it, but when you brought it up they all