I woke up the day after in Yugyeom's bed feeling like crap. Okay, it probably wasn't a good idea to kiss someone who was sick, let alone sleep in the same bed as them so they would calm down from realistic nightmares, but oh well, what's done is done. It wasn't completely bad either, his blankets were really warm and my back was pressed up against him. I got things over with and this has always been a moment I wanted to have. The only bad thing was that I was sick. So I take it back, I don't feel that crappy.

        I turned in the bed and looked at Yugyeom's sleeping face, thankfully, he was a heavy sleeper I didn't even make him stir. I couldn't help but smile at how calm he is compared to how he was when he woke up last night because of the nightmare. I would have soaked in the moment a little more but I felt a cough find it's way to my throat so I got out of bed quickly and ran out of the room to get water once the coughing fit started. I ran down to the kitchen and scrambled to get water for my burning throat.

        "Please tell me you did not get sick." Tasukete came from her room watching me gulp down the liquid. I finished the glass and held back another cough threatening to make its way from my throat.

        "Nope..." I said despite my burning throat. I mentally face palmed remembering that she was a Matchmaker

        "You're the most horrible liar in the whole world, even if I wasn't a Matchmaker I would probably know. Go sit on the couch, I'll make you some soup." He nodded her head towards the living room.

        "But I can just go home, I've already stayed here long enough--"

        "You stayed here because I told you to, and now you're staying here because you need to. That's that." She left no room for any other objections so I slowly walked over to the couch to lay down.

        I have to admit, I did feel a little better when my back connected to the cushions. I was about to close my eyes when Yugyeom came down and practically had a panic attack.

        "Oh no! I got you sick! Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! Tasukete! He needs soup!" Yugyeom was in total hysterics, feeling my forehead lightly, handing me napkins, and even ran to go get a cold cloth. I couldn't help but laugh at how worried he was. It was a bad mistake because I ended up coughing and it only made him worry more.

        "Tasukete!" Yugyeom screeched, laying the damp fabric up to my forehead. I don't think I have a fever but it feels really good.

        "Yugyeom calm the down, Bambam is fine, he's not dying, I know you had an episode last night but it was about me right?" She walked in from the kitchen with a small bowl of reheated soup.

        "But--"

        "No butts, don't argue with me." He handed me the steaming bowl carefully after I sat up.

        "So, what was it about this time?" She asked, pointedly to Yugyeom.

        "Uhhh..." Yugyeom looked to me and hesitated.

        "Oh come on, he was there to help you through it, it's fine to tell him." I was curious so I turned to him with the bowl close to my lips so I could take small sips.

        "Fine," He pouted and began to retell his nightmare. "It wasn't about you only, these kidnappers took all of us to this underground hideout. There were a bunch of other guys with masks on, you know, typical ski masks, and they tied everyone up except for me. They put a knife in my hand and blindfolded me." He took a shaky breath and looked down at his hands. "Bambam was trying to wake me up during this part... So it seemed like I killed him first." He looked away with his hands balled into fists.

        "Yugyeom I'm right here, perfectly fine." I set my opened hand on his clenched one gently.

        "It was just your imagination Yugyeom, that's never going to happen," Tasukete added. I nodded in agreement before my phone rang

        "Hello?" I spoke through the small microphone.

        "Kunpimook Bhuwakul where are you? You better come home right now or-" I flinched away from the booming sound of my angry mothers voice. I shyly looked up at a confused Tasukete. "Uhh... I forgot to tell my mom that I was staying over..."

        "Smooth, give me the phone." she rolled her eyes and put the speaker to her ear. I took this as a chance to finish my soup.

       "Hello, Miss Bhuwakul. Your son, Kunpimook, has stayed over the night at his friend Yugyeom's house. When he came over I asked him to take care of Yugyeom since he was sick and I had to go off to work. Unfortunately, Kunpi got sick in the process and I kept him a while longer to give him soup." She paused for a moment to let my mom sink in the details. 

        "Don't let him walk alone, thank you for informing me, Kunpi never tells me these things. Thank you for taking care of him as well. I hope he isn't a burden."

        "Not at all, he can come over anytime Miss Bhuwakul, both Yugyeom and I enjoy his company."

        "Well, that's nice then. Thank you again, good bye" The call ended and I was just glad that my mother wasn't that mad.

        "Wow, that was the first time I ever used your first name, anyway, get anything you brought here, we'll leave soon if you're done." I nodded and stood up and looked at Yugyeom. He looked like a kicked puppy.

        "Yugyeom, it wasn't real, I'm still here see?" I hugged him tightly. He pushed me away and shook his head.

        "I know but... it felt so real and if that actually happened... Never mind, let's get your stuff." I was expecting him to get up, hug me, then maybe he would give me a small kiss too but none of that came, I was left standing there while he started climbing up the stairs. "Bambam? Are you dizzy?" I looked up at him and shook my head.

        "No, sorry." I quickly made my way to follow him.

        "Well, that's weird... I always do that with Junior, it's  Matchmaker thing." Nakoudo's voice came from the speaker after I told her about what happened earlier. "When and how did you do it? And what happened afterwards?" I checked to see if my door was locked before explaining.

        "Okay, well, he was having one of those Matchmaker dreams, you know, like the ones you get."

        "Did you kiss him while he was still in the dream?" She asked.

        "No, I got him to wake up and helped him stop crying after a little bit, but he wanted to talk to his sister just to make sure, but Tasukete was busy and couldn't talk on the phone for long so she just told me to take care of him before hanging up." I kept stealing glances at the door, I didn't want anyone to come in on me talking about this stuff with Nakoudo.

        "I'm guessing that he freaked out about that and began to push you away?"

        "Yeah, he kept struggling and Tasukete said to make sure he doesn't move too much so I had no other choice but to sit on him and hold him down, and you know..."

        "Just saying, but you didn't really have to kiss him" Oh god, I could feel her smirk through the phone.

        "But he wouldn't calm down any other way!"

        "You could have convinced him in a different way, like telling him what you like about him"

        "He wouldn't have believed me if I did that" I sulked. I heard her laugh. "Don't laugh, it's not funny!"

        "I just think it's cute! You're probably right because I think I know what happened. He was probably really surprised when you did that and Matchmakers don't have good control of their brain when they wake up, which is why we are always trying to push people away when we need them the most. Since his sister wasn't there for that one time, he must have had thoughts that his dream was real or something. The shock from the kiss and not being able to think straight probably made him lose memory of that."

        "But the phone was on speaker and he heard his sister's voice, he knew that she was at work, he's the one who asked me to call her."

        "Like I said, he didn't have a good thought process and couldn't control what he was thinking about so he must have mentally out right before you kissed him."

        "But that's not fair!"

        "You can always just do it again. Your only other option is to wait for the memory to come back."

        "Which will take how long?"

        "Depending on how badly he took the dream, it could go from a week to a month. But on average between 2-3 weeks. That's just how long it takes me to remember what Junior does to calm me down." Of course, being the little ert I am, I kept silent as a blush spread across my cheeks. She noticed my silence and screamed through the speaker "I'M STILL A ! ALL HE DOES IS SHOWER ME WITH HUGS AND KISSES TILL I CALM DOWN." I couldn't help but laugh at a rarely flustered Nakoudo.

        "Okay sorry sorry. But really, it's going to be awkward if I have to wait a whole month..."

        "Did he take the dream that badly?!"

        "He looked really sad when he told us about it and he was about to cry when he finished."

        "Damn... Well, you have two options. You can either do it again or wait it out."

        "Help me with the first?"