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Chapter 10: Gratitude [Y/n's POV]

I was reading a book, when a sudden wave of nausea washed over me, causing my stomach to churn uncomfortably. I clutched at my abdomen, feeling a cold sweat break out on my forehead as the room spun around .

Panicked, I stumbled to my feet, my heart racing with fear. With each step, the nausea intensified until I could no longer hold it back. Rushing to the nearest bathroom, I barely made it in time before my stomach rebelled, and I vomited uncontrollably into the toilet.

Gasping for breath, i leaned against the wall, my body trembling with exhaustion and discomfort. Tears stung my eyes as I struggled to make sense of what was happening to me.

I flushed the toilet and rinsed my mouth.

i slowly made my way back to my bed. What could have caused me sudden illness? And how could I make it stop?

Climbing into bed, I wrapped myself in blankets, hoping that sleep would bring relief from the relentless nausea. But as I lay there, tossing and turning, my thoughts continued to whirl, leaving me feeling helpless and alone in my struggle against the mysterious illness that had overtaken me.

Feeling weak and exhausted, I barely had the energy to lift my head as Taehyung entered the room. I offered him a weak smile, hoping to mask the discomfort i was feeling.

"Hey, Taehyung," I greeted, my voice barely above a whisper.

Concern flashed across Taehyung's face as he took in my pale complexion and the dark circles under her eyes. "Y/n, are you okay?" he asked, his voice laced with worry.

I shook my head slightly. "I'm not feeling well," I admitted, my voice trembling with fatigue.

Without hesitation, Taehyung crossed the room and knelt beside my bed, placing a comforting hand on my forehead. "You feel warm," he observed, his brow furrowing with concern.

I closed her eyes, leaning into his touch for comfort. "I think I might have caught a bug or something," I confessed, my voice strained with discomfort.

Taehyung's expression softened with sympathy as he gently brushed a strand of hair away from my face. "Don't worry, Y/n. I'll take care of you," he reassured me, his voice filled with determination.

Taehyung's concern deepened as he noticed the trail of vomit on the floor leading to the bathroom. His heart sank with worry as he realized the extent of Y/n's illness. Gently, he helped Y/n sit up, careful not to jostle her too much. 

"Y/n, you've been sick," he said softly, his voice tinged with concern.

I nodded weakly, my face flushed with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Taehyung," I murmured, my voice barely audible.

Taehyung tucked me in with gentle hands. "You need to rest," he insisted, his tone firm but kind.

I nodded wearily, feeling a sense of gratitude wash over me. "Thank you, Taehyung," I whispered, my eyes closing as exhaustion finally overtook me.

Taehyung stayed by her side until she fell asleep, his heart heavy with worry but determined to do whatever it took to help her feel better. As Y/n stirred awake, she felt a throbbing headache pulsing behind her temples, making her groan softly in discomfort. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, she found Taehyung sitting beside her bed, a concerned expression etched on his face.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Taehyung asked gently, his voice filled with genuine concern.

 I winced, pressing a hand to my forehead. "My head hurts," I admitted, my voice hoarse from sleep.

Taehyung nodded sympathetically, reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair from my face. "I brought you some soup and hot chocolate. It might help," he offered, gesturing to the tray he had set on the bedside table.

I mustered a weak smile. "Thank you," I murmured, touched by his kindness.

Taehyung returned her smile, his eyes warm with affection. "Anything for you, Y/n. I just want to make sure you feel better," he replied earnestly.

With Taehyung's help, I sat up in bed, accepting the bowl of soup and cup of hot chocolate he offered her. As I sipped the warm liquid, I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort wash over me, grateful for Taehyung's unwavering support.

As they sat together in quiet companionship, Y/n felt the headache slowly begin to ease, the warmth of Taehyung's presence soothing her frayed nerves. And as she finished her soup and hot chocolate, she knew that with Taehyung by her side, she would soon overcome this bout of illness, grateful for the steadfast friendship that sustained her through even the toughest of times.

With my headache gradually subsiding and the warmth of the soup and hot chocolate soothing me, I felt myself drifting back into a peaceful slumber, I shifted slightly, nestling my head against Taehyung's stomach for comfort.

Taehyung's heart swelled with tenderness as he felt Y/n's weight against him, her breathing steady and even as she succumbed to sleep. Gently, he brushed a stray strand of hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear with care.

Watching over her as she slept. He adjusted his position slightly, careful not to disturb her as he settled into a comfortable position, his hand resting lightly on her shoulder.

As Y/n slept peacefully beside him, Taehyung couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude for the bond they shared. In moments like these, when words were unnecessary and gestures spoke volumes, he knew that their friendship was truly special.

With a contented smile on his face, Taehyung closed his eyes, allowing himself to drift into a peaceful sleep alongside Y/n, knowing that no matter what challenges they faced, they would always have each other to lean on.