𝟠𝕥𝕙 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝔹𝕋𝕊

sick

He stopped dead behind y/n as he saw the sight in front of him

Before any of the 2 latter's could say anything jin started

'Jimin is having a fever'

You and jungkook let out tiny gasps and waddled in, sitting beside jimin. Jungkook patted Jimin's thighs, gazing up at him worridely

Everyone's head darted to the door as they heard footsteps

Namjoon entered the room while pulling a shirt over his head

'We can't take a off today'

Jin groaned in annoyance

'Sejin says jin and I have to attend a important meeting for the next comeback. Jungkook, jimin, y/n and Taehyung were supposed to record the backing vocals for permission to dance but since jimin isn't well, Sejin said he'll pull a few strings'

'Apparently y/n handed in her vocals recording a week ago so she's all clear for today, just had to see over the choreography of permission to dance with hobi hyung'

'Nothing new about y/n I see', jungkook replied sarcastically

you shot him a glare

'Break it up you two', taehyung rolled his eyes

'Yoongi hyung is still busy producing and writing songs for the next comeback, hobi hyung's still got some days to come back from Gwagju...'

Everyone involuntarily looked at you

You chuckled

'Don't worry, I'll stay with jiminie. You should go finish off your work fast'

Soft smiles and nods were exchanged

'Alrighty get well soon jiminie pabo, we'll be back soon', taehyung hurriedly left with the others to get ready
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The house was so silent you could here a pin drop

The harsh sunrays peeked through the windows, but were stopped by the blinds

You glanced at the clock, it had been almost 4 hours since jimin had taken his afternoon nap
It was almost 7 now

Having taken just tea and medicine, you were worried how he'll get well if he doesn't eat

Slipping on your furry slippers, you kept your book down and stood up. you made your way towards jimin and taehyung's room

Silently opening the door, you peeked in to find jimin resting against the headboard, his face contracted in pain

'Jimin-ah?', you asked softly, stepping in the room

His head bolted up at your voice, smiled tiredly at you

He patted the space beside him for you to come sit

You sat down and held his hands, gazing into his hooded eyes

'Are you feeling ok?', you asked gently, grazing his knuckles with your fingertips

'I think so.... my head is hurting a lot and... and.. '

'And?', you prompted him on softly

He looked up at you, getting reassured at your gentle smile

'I want to tell you something', he looked down at your hand holding his

You hummed softly, assuring him to go right ahead

'I've been feeling very down lately', he interlocked his fingers with you

'I can't help but still feel insecure.. and.. and.. I think I put on more weight. I've been skipping meals, I've lied to all of you about me eating at my studio. Please forgive me', he muttered softly, he looked up with teary eyes

'Oh jiminie', you pulled him into your embrace, patting his back as he sobbed silently on your shoulder, hugging you back immediately by your waist

'Its fine Jimin-ah, you're not at fault, I'm glad you told someone'

You made him look at you, tenderly lifting his chin by your forefinger. You wiped the tears with your thumb and cupped his cheek

'What weight are you talking about pabo? You're just so perfect I sometimes feel like crying seeing such a gorgeous godsent angel and then there is me'

You patted your belly, rolling your eyes. Making him giggle deeply

'I know it's hard to recover from insecurities, even if it was in the past. There's no rush, take your time. Go at your own pace. It's your life, so...'

You pulled him into a kiss, not caring that he had a contractible fever

'...fuck what other think', you mumbled in the kiss

He smiled delicately and pulled you into a deeper kiss, holding your nape

'Gosh I love everything about you so much. I love you so much y/n-ah'

You stared at his beautiful eyes, getting lost in his hazel irises

'I love you too'

You looked away, cheeks blushing, jimin giggled at your cute state

'Erm.. wait I'll be right back', you suddenly remembered he hadn't eaten anything

'Where are you going?' Jimin pouted holding your wrist tightly as you got up, looking at you with puppy eyes

'I'll get you something to eat', you replied softly

'But Im not hungry', he coughed lightly. You patted his shoulder

'Infact the only thing I'm craving right now is you', he gave you a cheeky smile

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*ending was rushed please excuse me*

P.S. I love writing angst and fluff so much😫🤚

The decision is made.
This book is not going to end, I'll continue it

:)