It was a normal weekend, you were at your house.  EXO did not have promotions that day and it was the first time in a while you had nothing to do.  You sat by the window with a magazine.  you smiled as you saw a picture of your boys in one page.  they all had their arms around eachother and were smiling brightly.  you gazed out the window and sighed.  You had no idea you would love these boys so much.  

Suddenly, your phone rang. 

"Yeobosayo?" you answered.

"__________ah, its Kris" He sounded urgent. 

"Oppa, whats wrong?" you asked, sitting up and dropping your magazine. 

"Sehun...Hes sick or something...hes been throwing up since last night and his body is so cold but he keeps sweating, he cant wake up and he keeps calling for you, do you think you can come?" 

"Yeah oppa, ill be ready in 10 minutes" you were already in the bathroom grabbing your toothbrush. 

"Great, Ill pick you up then"

"Arrassuh, thanks for calling" you said with your mouth full of toothpaste. 

You quickly washed up, tied up your hair, and threw on a sweatshirt and leggings. 

you stepped outside and locked the door when you heard the car honk. 

"How did he get so sick?" you immediately asked the minute you climbed in. 

Kris gripped the wheel hard, his knuckles turning white. 

"I have no idea, we wanted to bring him to a hospital but our manager said we shouldnt because it'll cause too big of a commotion... they told us to call you instead"

you chewed your bottom lip worriedly. 

At the dorm, you rushed inside, accidently slipping past Chanyeol without saying hi in your rush.

Chanyeol froze on the spot, his eyes wide.  He felt a cold pang in his heart. 

You opened the door to Sehuns room and gasped. 

He looked horrible. 

His already thin cheeks looked even more sunk in, and purple dark circles dropped down under his eyes.  His eyes were closed, but his brows furrowed, sweat beading his forhead and neck. Xiumin was next to him, wiping his face with a wet cloth. 

"______ah, youre here finally, he kept thinking that i was you and kept trying to hold my hand" Xiumin made a face and left the room.   

You creeped up next to him and sat on the edge on his bed. 

You touched his pale cheek. 

"Sehun?"

Sehuns eyebrows unfurrowed immediately. 

Eyes still closed, his face twitched slightly, leaning closer to your hand. 

You used your sleeve to wipe some of the cold sweat off his forehead. 

"Babo, how did you get so sick?" you muttered, brushing his bangs out of his face. 

Sehun raised a shakey hand and dropped it on top of yours, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. 

You smiled.  "Yes, Sehun its me _______"

He opened his droopy eyelids and grinned a lopsided grin. 

"Stay...here" he mumbled before his eyes started closing again.  You squeezed his hand back and pat his hair. 

"Go back to sleep Sehun"

You tucked his covers in more snugly. 

"Ill be right here."