Living With 13 IDOLS.(seventeen ff.)

37: voices

ailee's pov 

"unnie-ah...can you wake minghao oppa? he hasn't come out of his room"

tanya said while putting a piece of pancake on her mouth, i just nodded and stood up to go to minghao's room 

i knocked on the door and heard a faint 'come in' 
so i opened the door and stepped in 

when i stepped in, i was greeted by a person all cuddled up in a blanket, i took steps closer and removed the sheets slightly, so i could see his face 

"yah, minghao-ssi"

i said as i shook him slightly, he coughed multiple times, so i put a hand on his forehead to feel his temperature 

"your burning!"

i said, i then rushed to the kitchen and took a clean towel and a basin, 
i put cold water on the basin 

"is something wrong?"

seungcheol asked, i looked at him 

"yeah, but i'll handle it"

i said,i rushed back to minghao's room, i wet the towel and put it on his forehead 

"i'm sorry, i know its my fault"

i said when i realized why he was sick, it was because he got wet yesterday 

"n-not really"

he muttered, opening his eyes halfway, i just stared at him

"........uh....i'll go make porridge"

i said, i went outside the room, bringing the basin with me ...
i went to the kitchen and took out the ingredients 

"what are you doing??"

a voice said from the back, i turned to look at the person and saw mingyu, his hands are at his back, probably hiding drugs or something...jk 

"i'm making porridge for minghao, he's sick"

i said while turning on the stove 

{kanina, sinerch ko yung porridge in tagalog, tapos ang lumabas, sinigang...sinigang?! sinigang daw yung tagalog nung porridge! eh lugaw yun!! google are you drunk?! bij tell me}

"oh..he's lovesick or something?"

he said, i turned to look at him weirdly 

"oh i mean...keep cooking"

he said while slowly stepping outside the kitchen, i chuckled and continued on making the porridge 

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i put some porridge on the bowl and went to minghao's room, where i saw him staring at a piece of paper...a picture to be exact 

"oh..here's your food minghao-ssi"

as soon as i said those, he quickly hid the picture and looked at me innocently 

"it smells good"

he said with a smile, i smiled back at him and gave him the bowl..he just stared down at the bowl 

"what?..does it not look appetizing?"

i asked, suddenly feeling nervous on what he thinks...
what if he thinks..its gross 

"no its not that...can you perhaps...feed me? "

{*cringes* the heck am i writing?}