Chapter 7: the angel

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Kun: Letsh watch a moovie tomorow!

Ten stared at the message he had gotten yesterday and immediately answered with a desperate "Yes! Yes please!"

But since then Kun hasn't answered. Kun hadn't even read his reply.
Ten had thought about texting back to ask for a time, a place, any kind of information.

But he didn't want to be pushy. He didn't want to put the poor boy under pressure after he had instinctively confessed on their first date.

He stared at his phone for another ten minutes contemplating his options. Suddenly his prayers were heard and his phone rang.

"MC Bunny" the contact name read. Ten sighed but took the call anyway.
"What is it, Doyoung?"
"You and Kun were supposed to go on a date, right?" Doyoung asked.

"Y-yes, how did you know?" Ten asked confused.
"I remember Kun mentioning it yesterday. I was pretty drunk but my memory is pretty good even when I'm drunk. Anyway, Kun and I drank quite a lot yesterday. And I have some things to do but I can't leave Kun alone because he'll probably wake up with a massive hangover and I want someone to take care of him when he wakes up. It's just you but you taking care of him is better than nobody taking care of him. Can you cancel your date and come here?"

"Yeah sure," Ten answered with a vague tone. If Kun wasn't in any state to go home, he surely wouldn't be able to go on their date either.

"And what do you mean "I'm better than nobody?"" Ten asked offended.
"Just what it means. Be here as soon as you can!"Doyoung answered curtly.

Ten gave up arguing, nodded and hung up. He grabbed his keys, wallet and phone and quickly made his way to Doyoung's.

As soon as he rang the doorbell, Doyoung opened the door and pulled Ten inside.
"Good that you're here. I really need to get going. I made some hangover soup. Just heat it up when he wakes up. I might still have some hangover medicine in the drawer over there. Right now he's still sleeping but he should wake up soon. Jungwoo already went to university early this morning so no one's home. Thank you so much, Ten!"

And with that Doyoung stormed out of the his and Jungwoo's shared apartment leaving Ten behind with his crush sleeping peacefully in Doyoung's bed.

Ten went into the kitchen first and lifted the lid of the mentioned pot to see some kind of professional looking soup swimming in the pot.
He then opened the drawer to see there was indeed some hangover medicine placed in there along with other medications and a first-aid kit.

Now he looked over to the closed door of Doyoung's bedroom. While he had to suppress the urge to barge through that door, he also dreaded opening it.

Ten nervously walked through the small living room with a torn expression but in the end his desire got the better of him and he marched to the door determinedly. In front of the door Ten stopped abruptly.

He carefully opened the door and peeked his head inside slowly. It was pretty bright inside the room and he could clearly make out the lump wrapped in Doyoung's blanket.

He left the door open and entered the room careful not to wake up the sleeping figure. He stepped to the side of the bed and looked down at the boy sleeping in Doyoung's bed peacefully.

The blanket was pulled up to his chin and one arm and one leg were sticking out of the blanket. He could see that Doyoung had put Kun in his bed without changing his clothes but at least he had taken off his socks.
Ten carefully forced the exposed body parts under the blanket again.

Although he could smell the alcohol from Kun's breath, he couldn't help but think that Kun looked so innocent and childlike with his eyes closed and his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm.

Ten couldn't help but lean forward finally getting the chance to see his crush's face upclose without him shying away every ten seconds.

His cute, tiny nose. His eyes which were neither really big nor really small full eyelashes which barely touched his skin when he closed his eyes. His full eyebrows. His voluminous hair which now laid flat against his forehead. His full lips which were slightly opened when he slept. Ten liked everything about Kun and the more he looked the more he liked him.

Sure, Kun was a nice person and he was already looking forward to getting to know the Chinese male who seemed to be the perfect son-in-law with his polite manners, his friendly smile and his amazing cooking skills.

But Ten couldn't deny that the first thing that drew Ten to Kun were his insane looks.
Ten let out a satisfied sigh at the sight of the angel sleeping before his eyes.

Just then Kun suddenly stopped breathing loudly and his eyes started opening slowly. When he had opened his eyes fully, he blinked a few times before actually waking up.

He blinked again and again and looked around in the room in his sitting position before he sat up abruptly only for his hands to fly to his head sporting an insane headache.

"Be careful! It seems you drank quite a bit," Ten willed Kun to lean on the headboard carefully.
"W-where am I?" Kun asked quietly and tried to look around the room without moving his head too much.

"You're at Doyoung's," Ten answered. "He asked me to take care of you because he had to leave earlier."
Kun nodded but his eyes shot to Ten nervously and then down at his lap again.

"Thank you," he said with a smile. He felt pretty bad. He had a major headache and his stomach didn't feel very normal either. But waking up at his friend's house and not some random place put him at ease so he didn't think further about what he could have done when drunk yesterday.

"Doyoung made some hangover soup. Come out and eat after washing up. You know your way around Doyoung's, right?"

Kun nodded and scarcely remembered visiting Doyoung once three years ago before they had opted to hang out at Kun's instead because his place was near their school.

Despite not really remembering the bathroom's location, Kun still nodded and Ten left the room with a smile.

After finding the bathroom luckily, Kun roughly washed his face and took a new toothbrush out of Doyoung's cabinet promising to buy a new one for Doyoung later. He brushed his teeth and tried to tame his wild hair with simply water.

He walked out to a fully served table.
"Ah, Doyoung said you can borrow his clothes if you want," Ten said when he saw that Kun was still wearing the same clothes.

Kun looked down at his clothes. They were littered with creases and smelled strongly. Although it seemed like he had soared himself thr embarrassment of spilling food or drinks on his clothes, his clothes reeked of a mix of Doyoung's cologne and a woman's perfume. He also didn't seem to have thrown up or at least it hadn't gotten on his clothes.

He nodded and went back to Doyoung's room. He grabbed a pair of jeans and a knitted sweater Kun had never seen Doyoung wear, changing his clothes calmly as if the guy who had confessed to him just two days ago wasn't waiting in the room next door.

The sweater was a little big on him but it didn't look odd and Kun decided not to mind the sweater paws. He went out and Ten almost cooed at the sight of the baggy sweater.

"Sit down. The food's still warm," Ten smiled warmly.
Kun did as told and slowly ate the food Doyoung had prepared. Although his stomach was hurting, that didn't stop him from being hungry.

"Thank you for the meal," Kun said with a happy smile before he started digging in.
"Actually, thank you for coming and taking care of me," he displayed a bright smile to Ten's delight.

Ten smiled as well, "It's no biggie. I wanted to see you anyway."
"I've been wanting to see you too!" Kun exclaimed without thinking and blushed a little at his own enthusiasm.

He thought about how he had been too shy to ask Ten out, typing and deleting a dozen messages without sending them.

Suddenly an image of him actually sending a badly spelled message to Ten appeared on his mind and everything came flooding back at once.

I actually wasn't finished but I take years to write a chapter so I decided to just publish what I have for now.
I know I don't write enough but I just can't help it with pre-finals (or whatever they're called in English) coming up😔
I hope there's someone who enjoys reading my story^^

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