《MyungJin: The REAL MJ (ASTRO Fanfiction)》Part 10
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*knock knock*
......
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
Sanha ran to downstairs and opened the door. There he saw Moonbin and Myungjun.
"Is Myungjun hyung hurt?!" Sanha asked in shock, as Moonbin walked in, Myungjun in his arms.
"I don't know, at least he says he is.. But he'll be okay, I promise. We have to get him to his bed. Can you bring some plasters, wet towels and bandages?"
Sanha went to get the stuff Moonbin ordered. Moonbin carefully carried MJ to his room, and what he saw there? Crying Jinwoo.
Moonbin puts Myungjun carefully on the bed as Jinwoo stared at MJ in shook.
"Is he.. is he okay?!" JinJin asked quietly, but you could tell there was sadness and anger in his voice.
"Probably. His feet and hands were bleeding because he tripped.."
"Here! Please help Myungjun hyung, make him wake up!!" Sanha came with a couple packets of plasters and other things that would help MJ to get better.
"Thank you. And I will get him better, Sanha, don't worry. But.. please, could you leave for a second?"
Sanha left and closed the door.
"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Moonbin asked from Jinwoo.
Jinwoo took the diary from the table and showed the entry to Moonbin.
Dear Diary,
Jinwoo just asked me what is going on with me. I just simply couldn't tell.. Oh why, why am I like this! I can't just tell him I have feelings for him! I hope th-
"Ohh.. I read that one too. What's your opinion in that?"
"I-"
Before he could answer, MJ coughed loudly.
"Good thing he is okay! I think he has a flu, nothing more dangerous." Moonbin said, having a little smile on his lips, as he started to wash Myungjun's legs and hands. The scars were not that big, so it was easy to fix them.
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After Moonbin was done cleaning and putting the plasters and stuff, he pulled a blanket over MJ. He seriously needed some sleep.
Moonbin got up and went to the door.
"Jinwoo, are you coming?"
"No, I'm not. I'm gonna stay here until he wakes up."
Moonbin nodded and left the room.
Jinwoo turned to Myungjun.
"Hey.. are you awake?" He whispered.
No answer.
(JJ's P.O.V)
It was already getting late. I still didn't want to leave. I was too scared. I didn't never want to leave by his side again.
I kissed his forehead and started to sleep.
"Good night, Myungjun..."
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