"I'm feeling a little sick, can i stay back?" Yeosang asked. Hoping for Seonghwa to let him stay and rest. He wasn't lying though, mostly, he was tired and wanted to rest and his head was fuzzy so it still counted as sick.

"Is it fever? Are you feeling bad? So bad?" Seonghwa asked. Worry evident in his tone. He put his palm on Yeosang's forehead, looking for a fever but there is no heat so he let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm ok, just feeling sick, but not fever i suppose. I'm quite strong since i got sick when like i was a baby, so," Yeosang shrugged.

"Ok, well, you can call me if you feel worse, or just call me in general," Seonghwa said softly. Ruffling Yeosang's hair and pulled him in a hug. Rubbing his back. "Tell me if anything is bothering you ok?"

"Ok, i will. Don't be late now, go to work darling," Yeosang chuckled. He let Seonghwa kiss his forehead and closed the door behind the older.

Yeosang sighed, with slow steps he went to their bedroom and flopped on the soft bed. Pulling the covers up and hug his plushie. About an hour later, he woke up from a vivid dream.

He feel for his phone on the messy covers and finally find it after a few minutes. His vision blurry, he find Seonghwa's number and press call. Not wanting to be alone while feeling sick. Seonghwa answered on the second ring, concern evident in his voice.

"Yeosang? Are you okay? Did something happen?" Seonghwa asked urgently.

Yeosang's voice came out weak and groggy, "I... I just woke up from a dream and I don't feel well. Can you come back home?"

Seonghwa's worry grew stronger, "Of course, baby. I'll be right there. Just hold on, okay? Don't worry, I'll take care of you."

Yeosang nodded, even though Seonghwa couldn't see him, and hung up the call. He curled up further under the covers, feeling a wave of nausea washing over him.

Within twenty minutes, Seonghwa entered their bedroom, rushing to Yeosang's side. He sat down on the edge of the bed, a concerned expression on his face.

"What happened, Yeosang? Are you feeling worse?" Seonghwa asked, gently caressing Yeosang's cheek.

Yeosang shook his head weakly, "No, I just... I felt really disoriented and dizzy after waking up. I didn't want to be alone."

Seonghwa nodded understandingly, his worry turning into a mix of relief and protectiveness. "It's okay, Yeosang. I'm here now. Let's get you some water and medicine, alright?"

He helped Yeosang sit up, propping pillows behind him for support. Seonghwa then retrieved a glass of water and some medicine from the nearby cabinet. Yeosang swallowed the pills with difficulty, gratefully sipping on the water afterward.

Seonghwa stayed by Yeosang's side, gently rubbing his back as they sat together in silence. The room was filled with a comforting atmosphere, the worry slowly ebbing away as they stayed close to each other.

"Thank you for coming back, Seonghwa," Yeosang finally whispered, his voice still weak and tired.

Seonghwa smiled softly, pressing a gentle kiss to Yeosang's forehead. "I'll always be here for you, Yeosang. No matter what. You're not alone, okay?"

Yeosang nodded, feeling a sense of comfort and warmth enveloping him. With Seonghwa by his side, he knew he would be taken care of and loved. And in that moment, that was all he needed.