a/n: Have a good weekend!
The Friend in Boyfriend: Changkyun / Jooheon / Shownu / Wonho / Hyungwon / Minhyuk / Kihyun
“But if I was your boyfriend I bet you wouldn’t want me to leave” Kihyun pressed and you gaped at him as you hid under the cocoon of blankets you had formed. “That’s your reasoning?” you asked in disbelief, “I have a stomach flu and don’t want you here, and you think if you were my boyfriend I’d let you stay, that’s your reasoning?” you repeated and he nodded confidently, grinning as he sat at the end of your couch, watching you in amusement. “That’s the dumbest logic I’ve ever heard- If you were my boyfriend you’d be the last person I’d want to see when I look like this” you countered and Kihyun chuckled, his cheeks rising so high his eyes formed crescents.
“But you wouldn’t refuse my care, you’d be all shy and accepting in the end because I’d be your boyfriend, so just pretend” he replied and you scoffed, chuckling ungracefully at the confidence radiating off of him from his suggestion. “You’re- I don’t even know how to insult you” you said and he rose to his feet, “I’m going to bring stuff to make food, don’t lock the door” he said and you watched him helplessly from your spot on the couch. Your hair was a tangled mess, and your eyes wore dark eye bags from the lack of sleep due to waking up several times throughout the night to throw up, you probably smelled bad, and being sick made you moody, and here he was, trying to bother you some more.
Without second thoughts, he left and you were alone once again. You didn’t like company when you were sick- no, you did, you wanted to be babied, but you were also unexpectedly feeling the need to hurl every so often, and it wasn’t exactly a sight to hold. So yes, you were lonely and feeling crappy, but you didn’t want Kihyun to think of your head down the toilet every time he saw you in the future.
You watched him prepare things in your kitchen from afar, his eyebrows furrowing in concentration as his fringe hung over them. “Anything I eat, I throw up, so don’t try too hard” you commented and caught a glimpse of a small smirk on his lips. “But you’ll eat it right?” he asked, not exactly expecting an answer because he knew you would say yes. You watched as he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and began pulling things out of grocery bags and mixing ingredients into a pot.
He’s seen you sick a handful of times, but you always managed to look relatively decent, at least your hair was done, or part of your makeup, but right now you were as pale and yellow as a banana from dehydration and your eyes were swollen from all the crying you had done. You had warned him that you cried when you were very sick, but he shrugged it off with a, “That’s cute, I’ll just hug you if you do” which made your stomach somersault as you rolled your eyes at him. You hugged the blanket around you tightly and crossed your arms on top of the counter and rested your head over them.
You stared at nothing in particular when you caught him glancing at you briefly, making you frown, “What, having second thoughts?” you joked and Kihyun smirked warmly and shook his head, “You’re cute” he said, turning back to his task and beginning to boil whatever soup he was creating. You scoffed lightly and moved back to the couch, laying down and curling up like you did earlier. Kihyun then came from the kitchen and pushed your legs gently, sitting and taking your arm, “Sit” he said and you quirked an eyebrow at him, “Why?” you asked but complied nonetheless.
When you did, he took your head and placed it on his shoulder, wrapping an arm around you and running his fingers gently on your arm. You chuckled and glanced at him, “What are you doing?” you asked and he smiled, “Don’t people like to cuddle when they’re sick?” he asked and you raised your head to look at him, “Do you?” you asked teasingly and he clicked his tongue at you, placing your head back on his shoulder. “Maybe” he then said softly and you grinned, “You’re such a baby” you joked and he covered your mouth gently in an attempt to hush you, “Says the baby letting me cuddle her” he remarked and you jabbed his side playfully. “You said you wanted to act like my boyfriend, so I’m letting you” you countered and he giggled, “Whatever you say” he replied, and the two of you remained that way for several seconds until he was standing back up to go to the kitchen.
As soon as he was out of sight, you scrunched your face and pressed your palms to your cheeks, was it suddenly getting hot, or were you maybe getting flashes of heat due to your illness? You felt your head spin a little when you looked over the couch to see if Kihyun was on his way back, and the simple action made your stomach churn unpleasantly. You felt yourself break out in sudden cold sweat and you stood up quickly, making your way towards the bathroom but bumping into Kihyun as he got out of the kitchen. “You okay?” he asked in concern as you shook your head and brushed past him in urgency, feeling yourself grow more nauseous.
He followed after you but you were quick to lock yourself in the bathroom, “Don’t come in!” you said sternly, getting down on your knees and preparing yourself over the toilet seat. “Are you sure? Do you need me to get anything?” he asked and you shook your head, unable to speak- god, why did he have to be here of all days?
When you finished up, you wet your face and brushed your teeth, then stepped out and found Kihyun peeking from the end of the hallway, “Better?” he asked, and you nodded, feeling your eyes tear up as you walked back to your spot on the couch. You sniffed and cuddled back into the blankets, laying down and closing your eyes for a few seconds. You heard Kihyun shuffle towards you and you opened your eyes to find him sitting on the floor before you, arranging what he had made for you on the coffee table. A wild tear ran across the bridge of your nose and Kihyun’s eyes widened as he glanced at you, a small gasp escaped his lips and you buried your face under the blankets to hide your vulnerability.
“No, no, no, it’s okay” he tried softly, running his hand gently on your shoulder, “Stop, you’re going to make me sob” you whimpered and he chuckled lightly, “So? As your friend or boyfriend, you should still do it around me” he countered and you scoffed, letting out a light chuckle. You peeked out of your blankets and caught him smiling widely, reaching for a cup of tea and handing it to you, “Sit up and drink this slowly” he said and you nodded, taking it and sitting. When you took a small sip, you sighed and sniffed a little, “You sound more like my mom than my boyfriend” you joked and he grinned, a laugh leaving him.
He stood up and made his way to your side, switching the television on and throwing an arm over you, “Let’s watch movies” he stated, already looking through your favorite tv series. You sipped some more of your tea and voluntarily leaned your head against him, throwing your legs over his lap while you were at it, feeling him grin as you did. “Don’t tease, you instigated the pretend boyfriend plan” you said and felt him laugh as he nodded, “I’m not teasing, it’s just cute” he commented and you drank some more of your tea, feigning annoyance.
You didn’t know when exactly it was that you fell asleep, but you woke up lying down against Kihyun’s chest as as the two of you laid on the couch. You squinted and rubbed the sleep off your eyes, getting up slowly and realizing Kihyun himself was asleep. You scooted off the couch as gently as possible and checked the time, finding out it was already late into the evening. You turned back to Kihyun and caught him already watching you, sleep still evident on his face. “It’s late” you said and Kihyun took in a sharp breath as he sat up and checked his cell phone, “I should go” he mumbled and you watched him run a hand through his hair and offer you a small smile before standing.
You stood in your spot while he gathered his things, “There’s some soups in the kitchen if you get hungry, and medicine too” he said groggily as you stood and waited without saying much. Before heading for the door, he smirked warmly at you and took you into his chest, one hand going to the back of your head lovingly. “Thank you for taking care of me, you did a pretty good boyfriend” you commented softly and felt him grin as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, “I hope you feel better” he said after a long pause and you nodded. He finally pulled away and headed for the door, but you didn’t want him to leave yet, not now after he had taken care of you so kindly and on top of that had made you realize how lonely it was to be sick.
You couldn’t bring yourself to tell him to stay as you watched him open the door and bid you a small wave before stepping out. As soon as he closed the door, you ran to it and opened it, catching him only a few steps away from it. He turned to you in surprise and cackled, “W-Wha-” he stammered as his eyes formed crescents once again. You chuckled a little as well and walked outside to hug him, wrapping your arms around his waist, “Be a boyfriend a little longer” you said, burying your face into his chest so he wouldn’t tease your embarrassed expression.
“You’re so cute” he teased anyway and you groaned, his arms wrapping around you and swaying you slowly, “How much longer?” he then asked and you knitted your eyebrows in confusion, lifting your head to meet his gaze, “What?” you asked and he smiled sheepishly. “Nothing, let’s go inside” he then said and the two of you walked back inside, “Make us soup” you said, guiding him back into the kitchen as he grinned.
“It’s already ready, I made it before but you threw up so I didn’t want to give it to you right away” he said and you stood next to him and watched, “Just microwave it” you suggested but he shook his head and turned the stove on, letting the soup heat up once more. “I thought you didn’t want me here today” he commented, leaning against the countertop and crossing his arms as he faced you. You shrugged and looked away, “I didn’t… but being sick sucks more if you’re alone” you said with a chuckle and he raised his eyebrows at you, “I think you just got too excited with me being your boyfriend” he teased and you snorted, “Don’t bite your tongue” you remarked and turned on your heel, ready to step out of the kitchen but before you could, you felt Kihyun sneak up from behind you and take your arm, pulling you into his chest.
You let out a small huff as he wrapped his arms around you and rested his chin on top of your head while he leaned back against the countertop with you in his embrace. “See? Don’t push your luck” you said and felt him chuckle, one of his hands coming back to the back of your head like earlier. He cleared his throat and kept you in place, allowing you to feel his chest rise as he took a deep breath, “Would you really be against me pushing my luck?” he asked tentatively, and on cue, you heard his heartbeat pick up its pace a little.
You knitted your eyebrows and let your hands go to his sides as you pulled away enough to look up at him, “Huh?” you asked, not really knowing what else to say. Your words made Kihyun smile sheepishly as he brought you back into his chest, “Don’t look at me, you make me nervous” he admitted and you laughed a little, “What, why?” you said, trying to pull away again but he held you in place. The two of you chuckled and Kihyun finally let you go to bring his attention to the now boiling soup.
You made your way back to the living room and sat down at the couch, draping the blankets over your legs. Of course you knew what Kihyun was hinting at. You were just really good at denying it and pretending he didn’t feel the way he did towards you. Not because you didn’t want it either, but wanting it and knowing it can work are two very different things. He was way too good to you, and you were just scared of having that end as soon as the two of you fought or broke up.
A few seconds later, he came into the living room with two bowls of soup, setting them on the coffee table and sitting at your side. The tv still played random content, making up for the quiet the two of you were now giving as you ate.
Once the two of you were done, you sat back and let out a long sigh, making Kihyun turn to you with a giggle, “How’s your stomach?” he asked, leaning back as well. You nodded slowly and avoided his stare, “So far so good” you commented rather quietly. Kihyun scooted closer to you and took your hand in his, bringing it over his lap as he then placed your head on his shoulder like earlier.
You wanted to cry again, and mostly because you were tired and your stomach was beginning to growl in distaste, but another part of you wanted to cry because you were so grateful.
“How much longer do you want me to be your boyfriend?” Kihyun suddenly asked softly, and despite the meaning of his words, the air around the two of you was as light as a feather. “I want you to always be my friend” you then said, and it was enough for Kihyun to let out a quiet breath and smile faintly, finally nodding in acceptance.
“I’ll be whatever you want me to be” he then nearly whispered, and you shook your head, making him glance down at you in question. “I want you to always be my friend… but I hope you won’t be my boyfriend just today” you then said, snuggling against his arm and feeling him squeeze your hand. You knew he was smiling widely, you didn’t have to see it to know.
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