Five

His alarm went on at 5:30 am. He always wakes up early to get to work. He rushed to shut it down before she woke up. He checked on her forehead. She didn’t have a fever anymore and she evidently had a good night’s sleep, she was softly snoring by now.

He chuckled as he slowly climbed out of bed and fixed the blankets back to cover her. He headed toward the closet as quietly as he could manage.

“Oppa good Moring” she softly spoke with a grin. He turned around; she was peeking at him from under the blanket. She looked so adorable. He wanted nothing more than to go back and hold her. It made his heart ache that he had to leave her so early.

“Morning, why are you up baby?” he asked. “It’s your break, go back to sleep”

“I’ll make breakfast for you” she insisted, pushing the blankets and attempting to get up. He went back to the bed and pinned her down again before tucking her in. his hands remained on her shoulders to stop her from getting up again.

“It’s too early, I’ll make breakfast, you go back to sleep” she pouted. “And sleep tight” he added. “I need you to get better. I have plans to keep you up and screaming tonight” he said with a smirk before rushing out to avoid the pillows that were harshly thrown at him, he failed to avoid her curses though. Adorable indeed.

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He had a horrible day. He had to work for hours, handle the snobby students at the university he works in, his thought remained on her all day long. He wondered if she was still sick, and if the fever was back.

He inserted the key in the hole, allowing him to enter their shared house. She was sitting on a light pink couch which she insisted he’d buy for her. Their tastes were very different; it was evidential by the seemingly clashing furniture. She liked anythi