Withered (Michaeng) ✔️

Chapter 4: Strawberry Pie

Ring

Ring

I open my eyes from the restless nap, a failed attempt to divert my attention from this pain. I groan and change my position on the bed, laying on my stomach. The ninja seems to have fun stabbing my inner wall and violently ripping my abdomen. The ringing sounds linger, adding pain to my nausea and headache. I bury my head on my soft pillow whilst my hand flopped to the bedside table, searching for my phone.

"Hello" I uttered, completely uninterested.

[Mina!! Let's go to the cinema Fantastic Beast just come out]

That's my Cub chirping excitedly. I can imagine his wide grin behind the phone but I guess, it won't stay any longer. I sigh, the sudden guilt arises and sits on my chest "I want to but I can't" I murmur.

[Huh?]

"My bloody ninja come to visit for this month. My stomach hurts really bad"

[But it's a big hit movie. You'll like it!]

"You can call Tzuyu to accompany you and tell me about it later"

[Why would I go with him? I wanted to go with you. 'Cmon It'll be epic, you're a Potterhead aren't you]

"I am really not well, Chaeng-ah~" I plead cutely, dragging my soft voice to a whisper, hoping he will understand and let me go, like how he usually does.

[Alright. Bye]

"By----"

My brow arc to the beeping sound. He ends the call, even before I finish my sentence. Now, he's sulking. I shrug and place the phone back, I'll just make up to him later. Urrg I hate this thing, sometimes I hope I'm born as a man whenever this serial killer attacked. I change my position again, tossing left and right before finally curling into a ball with hands wrapping around my stomach. Soon, the ninja has taken some time for rest. I breath out slowly, it seems like forcing myself to sleep ain't working at all, hence I find myself roaming my eyes around.

My room is pretty simple, too spacious for my liking but that's fine. It mostly coloured in sky-blue and white with beautiful murals on the wall, hand-painted by the Cub himself; a dancing ballerina in a pink tutu and a tree with every colour of spring leaf imaginable. Over the headboard and some on my bedside table, smiled black and white photographs of myself as a child with my family, the Son's, of course, a bunch of pictures with my best friend.

I'm just about to fall asleep when there's a tap on my door, trying to ignore it but then it followed by a rhythmic knock. The only one who did that is none other than the Cub. Confused, I open the door then there he is in a black and red flannel tucked in his ripped jeans, holding a plastic bag. He gives me that boring look before he pushes me aside and walks himself in. I hum and close the door, trailing him.

"Chaeyoungie, how about the movie? I thought--"

"Here, didn't feel like going alone" He puts the plastic bag on my desk before he turns around to face me."Ginger tea, some fruits and--"

"Chocolate?" I cut in while squealing hard.

"Yup"

I rush towards my desk, taking out the chocolate and eat it right away. "Thanks, buddy" I smiled. He nods then sits on my bed watching me finishing all the things he had bought for me. Though my attention is fully on this snack, I could feel Chaengie's eyes rest on me not cold hostility or what but the warmth of a friend. The effect is soft and inviting. "Gosh, how am I going to eat peacefully when you keep staring at me Chaengie," I chuckle and glance at him. He is not quite smiling but tilting as if they mean to. When our eyes meet, he quickly looks away and coughs.