"One more lap guys." Coach Seonghwa yelled, earning a series of grunts from the team.

"Mercy!" Everyone chuckled at Mingi's exclamation.

~

"Just put them on that desk." San tried to point whilst holding a stack of papers. Yeosang and Yunho placed the box and papers they were carrying on the instructed area. Placing his own papers and laptop on the desk, San let out a long relieved sigh, stretching. "Thank you so much again Yeosang, Yunho hyung. You guys are lifesavers, angels."

"Of course we are." Yeosang scoffed.

"We'll help you out whenever you need us Sannie. Don't overwork yourself and collapse. Who's gonna amuse me by pestering Yeosang here then." Yunho replied, a smile tugging at his lips.

San grinned, nodding his head. Both ignoring the mentioned person's indignant YAH!

"We'll let you work in peace now." Yunho said, grabbing Yeosang by his hoodie, heading towards the door, ignoring Yeosang's protests and flailing. "If you need anything just text or call me. I'm gonna drop by later with some food to make sure you haven't dropped dead."

"You're the best hyung!" San yelled back making a heart above his head with his arms. "See you later."

Once Yunho and Yeosang left, the door of the previously empty computer room shutting tightly, San immediately collapsed on the chair near the desk, groaning in pain. "Stupid headache." he mumbled to himself, cradling his head in his hands.

The meeting regarding the festival was at 3 p.m. San needed to go over the final designs of the poster he had been working on for the past week, something he had put a lot of effort into it. He hoped everyone at the meeting appreciated his work.

Looking at the clock, San noted that it was only 12:30 p.m. at the moment. A little nap wouldn't hurt. Maybe it might help with his headache too. Setting an alarm for 1:30 p.m. on his phone, San decided he would finish his work once he woke up and print it out 5 minutes before everyone came.

Right now though, San rested his head on his crossed arms on the table, praying for the ache to go away. It took him a few agonizing minutes but eventually San drifted into a fitful sleep.

~

"Hyung stop being dramatic over a chapstick please." Wooyoung said, blankly staring at Mingi.

"But Wooyoung," Mingi whined. "My lips feel so chapped and they're going to start bleeding any second. Please, please, pretty please." Mingi begged, hands clasped together, staring at the younger with wide, puppy eyes.

"Fine, fine." Wooyoung grumbled.

Mingi immediately brightened up, hugging the younger tightly. "It's on the second desk from the door in the computer room."

"Got it." Wooyoung said, extracting himself from the older's tight grip.

Wooyoung started walking towards said place. He felt a bit bitter since he hadn't San during lunch today. Yeosang hadn't been there either so he couldn't ask about his whereabouts and whether he had eaten today or not.

Opening the door of the computer room, Wooyoung stopped short noticing the mop of soft blonde hair, and the slumped figure. Wooyoung made his way over, not taking his eyes off of said person, gasping when he recognized San asleep.

"What is he doing here." Wooyoung mumbled under his breathe. He looked around, noticing the papers and laptop open to show a pretty artwork. "2019 Spring Fling." Wooyoung read out loud. he must me working on the festival stuff again god, Wooyoung wondered to himself.

Wooyoung couldn't help but stare at the sleeping figure before him. He wanted to trace his finger along the older's soft skin, run his hands through his hair soothingly.

What snapped him out of his trance though, was the sheen of sweat that coated the others forehead. Furrowing his eyebrows, Wooyoung didn't understand why the other was sweating despite the air conditioner working too. He placed his hand on the others forehead, gasping at the heat radiating off of his skin.

Quickly taking out his phone, Wooyoung quickly called up Hongjoong, who picked up after two rings. "Wooyoung?"

"Hey hyung, how do you help a sick person." Wooyoung quickly whispered, keeping his voice low to not disturb the sleeping occupant.

"Woah, woah, calm down kid. Who's sick? What's wrong?" Hongjoong tried to coax the other to talk calmly.

Taking a deep breathe, Wooyoung answered, "I came into the computer room, and San was asleep but I noticed he was sweating. He's burning up and I don't know what to do." Wooyoung was starting to panick again.

"Breathe kid. I'll text Yunho to check up on you guys, but first, we need to make sure he has some food so he can take some medicine later. Run to the cafeteria and get him so light snack he can eat easily. Grab some water and make sure he stays hydrated. Don't let him move around too much, he might be dizzy. Yunho can take of the rest. Got it?" Hongjoong asked.

"Yea. Thank you hyung." Wooyoung hung up immediately making his way to the door. Sparing one last glance and the sleeping boy, Wooyoung quickly walked out to get the desired items.

He got a sandwich and a bottle of water and made his way back to the computer room. Sending a quick prayer to god to give him strength for whatever feat he was about to attempt, he went over to San, placing the food on the table, mindful of the papers and laptop.

He gently shook the sleeping boy, who's eyes fluttered open, confused, before landing on Wooyoung.

"Oh hi." San mumbled sleepily, and Wooyoung was sure his soul was on its way above.

"Hi. You feeling ok hyung?" he asked.

"Just peachy." San muttered, holding his head.

"You're running a fever. Hongjoong is sending Yunho hyung over, but i got you some food and water so you can have some medicine later." Wooyoung informed the other. "You should have some now."

San started at the younger blankly, making Wooyoung anxious. A light pink then dusts the older's face, mumbling a soft, "Thank you.", looking away.

Wooyoung stuns, before smiling widely and handing the man the sandwich. "It's something light so it won't bother you too much."

San nods, digging into the sandwich, not realizing how hungry he was. No further words were exchanged between the two as the younger let San eat peacefully. Wooyoung also made sure the older keeps drinking the bottle and finished it as instructed.

Throwing the things away in the trash once San finishes, Wooyoung comes back and sits beside San. "You can rest up some more while we wait for Yunho hyung to arrive." He told the other.

"I don't think i'm up for sleeping on the desk again. My neck is stiff." San groaned, regretting his earlier decision.

"You can use my shoulder." Wooyoung offered, before realizing what he just said, internally slapping himself. what was he thinking being so forward.

"You sure?" San asked, wide eyes staring at slightly panicked ones.

"Of course." Wooyoung replied, grimacing at how eager he sounded. Oh well.

San shifted around, finding a more comfortable position before gently laying his head atop the other. Wooyoung tried his best to relax to not let him shoulders give away how tense he was. A few moments after, when Wooyoung was sure San was asleep again, he heard a soft, "thank you."

His heart soared, feeling warm all over.

"Anytime."

~

Finally making it to the computer room, Yunho took a moment to catch his breath. He had run out of his Biology class as soon as it ended, receiving the text from Hongjoong. He wished he'd picked up on the signs of sickness on the younger earlier.

Opening the door softly to not create too much noise incase it irritated his sick friend, Yunho stopped short at the sight before him, stopping himself from cooing out loud. He quickly took out him phone and snapped a picture of an asleep Wooyoung sitting on a chair, resting his head on an asleep San who was leaning on his shoulder.

He sent the picture to Hongjoong and Yeosang, before pocketing his phone and making his way over to the pair. He woke Wooyoung first, sending a knowing grin to the younger who immediately blushed. He then proceeded to wake the other who refused to get up, clinging to Wooyoung firmly.

Sighing, Yunho decided this was the only way he could get San some help, even if it meant sacrificing Wooyoung's mentality. "Hey Woo, could you carry San to the infirmary. I mean, there's no other way right now.."

Wooyoung looked a little panicked, but nodded nonetheless, shoving his nervousness away in turn of getting the older some help.

He slid his arms under San's legs and back, lifting him effortlessly. The trio made their way to the infirmary, being led by Yunho. "Just put him there, and detach yourself from him." Wooyoung slowly extracted his arm.

"You can go now, i'm sure the others are looking for you. Thanks for taking care of Sannie in the meantime." Yunho said, patting the younger's shoulder. "I'll take it from here."

"Ok." Wooyoung said, "See you later hyung." he waved to Yunho before leaving.

~

Reaching the football field, Wooyoung noticed Hongjoong, Mingi and Jongho huddled around a phone, smiling and cooing at something.

"Hey guys." he called out to them. The three immediately turned their heads to the voice.

A beat of silence.

"I TOLD YOU GUYS, APHRODITE PICKED THIS PAIR HERSELF." Mingi screeched, jumping onto Wooyoung, who struggled to maintain his balance.

"Hyung what are you-"

"This." Hongjoong held up a picture of him and San sleeping together.

"How did you-" a blush painted his face. "Oh my god. I hate you all."

this cute moment inspired this chapter 🙃