There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL)

Thankfully, the fever went down considerably after Byul ate all the food he had ordered from Kar. Even while feeling sluggish, the meal tasted delicious--maybe even more delicious than before?

How could that be?

"Is the taste alright?" Kar asked.

"Mm!" Byul exclaimed while biting the spoon--even the leftover tasted good. Maybe because it was made just for him?

"That’s a relief," Kar smiled and brushed the curly fringe away so he could touch Byul’s forehead. "You’re fever is down now."

"Because I sweated a lot," Byul grinned shyly. "Oh, I should take a shower!"

"Won’t your fever return if you do?" Kar frowned. "Just wipe your body and change your clothes."

Byul shook his head and shuddered in disgust. "No, I feel gross!" he got up and puffed his cheeks, returning the snack plate to the sink. "I’m just going to take a quick warm bath, okay?"

"Hmm..."

Looking at the skeptical esper, Byul laughed and flicked the furrowed brows. "Pfft--it’s not like I’m actually ill, Hyung. Don’t tell me you’re going to watch me shower out of worry?"

Kar tilted his head and stroked his chin in contemplation. "Should I?"