@choi beomgyu. kai's eyebrows knitted together. "they didn't invite you? taehyun was supposed to ask you...but maybe you were in the bathroom and they figured you didn't want to?" he reasoned, dabbing at his nose with yet another tissue. "whatever happened, i'm glad you're here with me. you know i'm extra clingy when i'm sick, and since they all left...sounds like you're my cuddle buddy."
no games? what a horrible statement! "why no games? they don't take a whole lot of brain power, and i could rest on the couch while i play, hyung!" kai whined while doing his absolute best to give the other male a pair of irresistible puppy dog eyes. "if you get your heart rate up...hyung! i'm no interested in exercising when i'm deathly ill. besides, we exercise all of the time. i feel like that would only make me more miserable than i already am." he let out a sigh, body relaxing back against the fluffy pillows behind him. "this is just my fate...i'll lay here and rot."
@huening kai. beomgyu would’ve laughed uncontrollably if it weren’t for the subsequent laughing fit that kai seemed to have from his appearance, a frown taking over his visage as he moved closer before shaking his head. “didn’t even know they were leaving and wasn’t invited so here i am!”
his gesture didn’t go unnoticed instead beomgyu closed the distance between them and plopped himself on the offered space, before reaching out to place his palm against kai’s forehead. “you’re pretty warm.. you should probably get some rest sicky boy. no games for you-” he scolded playfully before mulling over the question with a hum, shrugging his shoulders after a moment. “not sure, maybe i’ll stay in here with you, make sure you’re taken care of?” a sly smile soon blossomed over his lips as he glanced around. “you know.. i heard if you get your heart rate up that helps push out the sickness.. maybe we should do something that gets your blood pumping.”
@choi beomgyu. kai nearly jumped ten feet in the air when his door opened and there stood beomgyu. "hyung?" he gasped out, only to break into a violent coughing fit. after calming down and taking in a few breaths of air, kai sat up a bit with his back resting against the headboard of his bed. "why are you here? i thought for sure you would've tagged along with the rest of the boys."
he extended an arm out to pat the spot next to him on his bed, but paused, thinking that maybe it wasn't such a good idea for his bandmate to come anywhere near him while he fought off whatever illness he had. "um, honestly...not much. i might play some video games in a bit, but i'm almost too sick to even do any of that." kai sighed while absentmindedly playing with the tissue box. "if you're not going out with them, what are /you/ up to today?"
@huening kai. beomgyu had eventually discovered the plans and while a part of him was a little disappointed when he hadn’t been extended an invitation the next time they all gathered together, the thought was soon disregarded when he learned that kai would also be home his slight annoyance entirely disappeared.
it wasn’t alarming when the youngest didn’t leave his room, since their free time was something rare it left beomgyu to assume he wanted to spend his binge watching something or playing a game neither of the choices being worrisome.
it wasn’t until he passed by the room and heard the excessive sniffs and blowing nose that his concern grew, peaking his head through the door he greeted the maknae while trying to see if his help was needed anywhere. “hey ning, what are you up to today?” his voice rung out as his eyes traveled over the immediate space, noting the tissues.
@choi beomgyu. it was no secret that, like many other groups, txt barely slept with how busy their schedules were. however, to their surprise, today they had off to 'relax as best as they could' according to their manager. unfortunately for the youngest, kai, he woke up with an insanely bad cold and didn't feel much like doing anything other than sleeping.
yeonjun, soobin, and taehyun all had plans to go out and grab something to eat. kai had heard them discussing said plans last night after dance practice in the studio. he assumed, too, that beomgyu would tag along, but his hyung had been in the bathroom when everything had been talked about.
after tons of puppy eyes and attempts to convince kai to still join them despite being sick, the rest of his group - or so he thought - shuffled out of the door while the maknae blew his nose for the umpteenth time. " my life..." he grumbled, tossing the soiled tissue into the trashcan near his bed like a basketball. "today of all days, my body has to hate me."
