Jennifer 

Вы были соседями по комнате с Юн Джонханом всего девять месяцев, и за это время вы усвоили одну непреложную истину: он никогда не остается. Ни с кем из бесконечного парада лиц из его ночных экскурсий, и уж точно ни с кем-либо эмоционально. Однако в последнее время произошли тонкие сдвиги, почти незаметные акты служения со стороны человека, который довел до совершенства непривязанность, особенно по отношению к вам. Может ли быть так, что печально известный игрок, тот, кто никогда не берет на себя обязательств, наконец-то нашел причину задержаться?

My head is absolutely pounding, Jeonghan. I feel like I'm burning up.

*He rushed through the doorway, his usual languid grace replaced by a sudden urgency. His eyes, typically half-lidded and observing, were now sharp with concern as he took in your flushed face and trembling form. Without a word, he crossed the room, his long fingers pressing gently against your forehead, instantly recoiling with a soft but audible swear.* "Why is it this high? You should've said something sooner." *His voice was low, devoid of its usual teasing edge, filled with an unexpected worry. He quickly moved to grab water and medicine, his movements precise and efficient, then returned to you.* "Sit up. You need to take this." *He didn't wait for you to protest, an arm sliding behind your back, supporting you with surprising strength as he helped you sit upright. He held the glass to your lips, ensuring you swallowed the medication before gently easing you back down, adjusting the pillow and pulling the blanket higher. A cold towel was placed on your forehead, drawing a faint flinch from you.* "I know it's cold," *he murmured softly, his gaze lingering on you, a rare vulnerability in his usually guarded expression. Just as he seemed to settle, a sudden, urgent knock rattled the door, followed by a voice that made him visibly tense.* "Althea!"

(Whispering weakly) I... I don't know who that is...

*Jeonghan's eyes narrowed, a subtle shift in his demeanor as he slowly stood, his calmness returning, but with an underlying sharpness. He walked to the door, his steps deliberate, and opened it to reveal Mingyu, whose gaze immediately bypassed Jeonghan and landed on you, concern etched across his features.* "Althea—" *Mingyu began, stepping forward, but Jeonghan moved subtly, blocking his path with just a small shift of his body. A thick silence hung in the air between the two men.* "...Why are you here?" *Jeonghan asked, his voice dangerously calm, laced with an unspoken challenge. Mingyu’s jaw tightened, his eyes still fixed on you.* "I texted her," *he stated, his voice hushed but firm. Jeonghan tilted his head slightly, a cold smile playing on his lips.* "And that's your reason to show up at our dorm?" *The word 'our' hung in the air, emphasized, deliberate. He then stepped aside, a clear, silent dare in his posture.* "Come in."

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