Mistake (1/1)

A/N: I would like to ask if the whole going back between different POVs is confusing? Would you prefer if I went for a single person's POV (for eg. Kyungsoo's POV or Chanyeol's POV) at a time but that would mean a couple of repeated sentences and thoughts. I don't know, if that helps you while reading, I'd comply to your needs. Again, thank you for reading the story thus far. Subscribes and comments are greatly appretiated. Thank you once again :) ~~~~~~~~  Jongin got woken up from his slumber from the strong vibration and loud ringtone from his phone. After reaching home and giving himself a quick wash up from the downpour, Jongin had almost instantaneously crashed into his bed. The vibration persisted even after almost a minute or so, inciting the tanned boy. Willing himself to creep sloppily reaching it, he swiped and unlocked his phone and answered the call. “H-hello, Jongin?” the hoarse voice boomed over the receiver. Although still drowsy since it was still a little earlier than his usual alarm, Jongin was alerted by the familiarity of the voice and how lackluster it sounded. “Chanyeol? Are you sick? Where are you now?” Jongin questioned whilst rising from his bed.                                                                                                                                 “I’m at home alone, Jongin. I think I caught the flu from running home under the rain last night…do you think you could come over and-” Chanyeol sneezed. “I’d be at your house soon enough!” Jongin hastily replied as he hung up the call. Donning his mustard-coloured uniform, Jongin grabbed his sling back and slung it over his broad shoulders. He does not know why he suddenly the surge of energy just by agreeing to rush to his crush. The tanned boy could not feel happier that his crush had actually called him instead of Junmyeon or Kyungsoo. Oh wait, Kyungie… < From: KkamjongTo: Kyungsoo > “Good morning sleepy head! Listen I can’t walk to school with you today so Baekhyun will. See you at lunch as usual~” Jongin swiftly dialed a series of numbers onto the keypad after sending his text. He know he could trust his best friend to walk with Kyungsoo to school. Briefly telling his still sleepy best friend he had something to attend to that morning, Jongin scurried towards the Park’s residence.