Toxic ☢ - Jiho+Yoon+Yukwon
Jiho stood outside the door, palm pressed against the cool grain as he gnawed along his bottom lip in thought. It had all happened all too soon and while he was usually sporting a cool and flirty demeanor, he could feel the slight dampness of his hands, a silent nervous tic he couldn’t explain. When he had found out that Yoon had been hospitalized, disbelief has been evident. After not seeing the male for a few days in class, the mirrorwalker had made his way over to his shared dorm to only come face to face with Rival of all people. He could vaguely remember the Sun Sprite telling him who his roommate was, but it hadn’t clicked. Well not until now. If anyone else had told him that Yoon had been poisoned by the moon, he probably would have thought they were yanking his chain, but the seriousness on the Rival’s stoic face had made his stomach settle uneasily.
That was how he found himself outside of his room, fingers perched against the door while the smell of strong antiseptic burned his nostrils and made his nose crinkle in disgust. It always smelled like death here. Gripping the string in his hand, he let out a deep exhale before pressing the door in, the low ebb of beeping filling the empty silence. Yoon was perched on the hospital bed, white sheets bunched around him. “Hey” His words came out a soft mumble, the only thing he could muster as he took in the sights of all the noisy machines and tubing that trailed along the floor, the end point shoved straight into one of the blonde’s veins. Stepping in after he realized he had been standing in the doorway for way too long, he came up close to the Yoon, noticing the pale and lifeless color of his skin. This wasn’t right. “I brought you a get well balloon, sorry it’s pink.” It had been an afterthought and he had been flustered by the fact that the gift shop didn’t have anything manly, but then it was still nice nonetheless.
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