" like you said.. none of this was real in the first place.
In which two people who are polar opposites are forced into marriage for the sake of their companies
#1 in seongjoong
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~sugar and smoke rings. i've been a fool~
their second day in Paris was much more tame. hongjoong had woken up with a slight fever and a headache he wanted nothing more than to go back to Seoul to seonghwa's apartment and sleep in his bed. or call yunho over because he knew the younger would baby him one way or another. but here he was stuck with seonghwa, a man who couldn't even be bothered to pay him any attention.
he blamed seonghwa for throwing him in the water yesterday.
hongjoong sat up, beads of sweat traveling down his forehead. actually nope. he laid back down feeling like someone had just hit him with a base ball bat. he wanted to cry out, he was not meant to get sick. not while he was in a whole new city for the first time.
seonghwa woke up with a loud groan that caused hongjoong to flinch and whimper at the noise. the sudden whimper causing seonghwa to hastily sit up, looking over to the bed. hongjoong had put the pillow over his head and turned himself into a burrito with the blankets.
seonghwa stood up walking over to the boy before he pulled the pillow off of his head. hongjoong's immediate response was to shut his eyes tighter and whine a little bit.
" no, its bright" hongjoong slurred out. okay maybe it was more than just a slight fever. seonghwa softly put his palm to hongjoong's heated forehead. said boy responding by leaning into the cool touch. seonghwa shook his head he knew this would happen.
slowly he crouched down in front of the sick boy, sweeping a strand of the strawberry red hair behind hongjoong's ear. the action caused hongjoong's eyes to properly flutter open.
" hongjoong?" seonghwa gently called out. hongjoong replied with a broken 'hmm' letting his eyes flutter close.
" are you sick?" hongjoong nodded pitifully, another whimper leaving his being. seonghwa sighed, there goes what he planned for today.
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hongjoong tiredly sat at the edge of the bed, his hands gripping at the sheets to try and keep whatever balance he had. his breathing was slightly jagged which only made it harder to muster up energy to do things on his own. seonghwa had gone out to get him some medicine and he wanted to try to make himself something to eat.
so with all of his might he stood up. his legs instantly becoming shaky and his vision blurring. he sat back down taking a few deep breaths. why couldn't he do it. he bit his lip, a few tears escaping his sad eyes. he hated being sick it made him feel so much weaker.
he let a few of the tears slip out of his eyes feeling defeated. if that wasn't bad enough, seonghwa opened the door to the hotel room closing it quietly as he had thought hongjoong was still asleep. when he looked to the side seeing hongjoong sitting on the edge of the bed with a few tears falling ,his instantly put the bag down and rush over to hongjoong's side.
