"i'm fine, i swear." you try to reassure your boyfriend, who's ignoring you and continuing what he was doing. he hands you a bag of medicines, noticing prior to you getting sick that you didn't have any at home.
the gesture warmed your heart, but it didn't help with how cold you were feeling. you were freezing in the middle of summer, as a result of catching a nasty cold from your seatmate.
changmin takes a moment to glance at you, your cheeks red from what he suspected was a fever. he steps towards you, surprising you with the sudden proximity of his face. he gently touches your forehead with his own, nodding firmly afterwards. "you do have a fever!" changmin announces proudly, now going to the kitchen to grab a glass of water for your medicine.
when he returns, your cheeks were much more redder than earlier. you could tell from his questioning gaze that something was up. taking the glass from him, you take your time to swallow your meds.
desperately praying that changmin doesn't notice what he did had an adverse effect on you.
