Today was not just another Monday.
Your boyfriend, Hyunjin, was returning from his world tour.
His bodyguards had advised you to avoid coming to the airport to pick him up as fans had started crowding the Incheon airport hours before the guys even arrived. So you and Hyunjin decided that he'll come back home on his own, to your shared apartment, while you took over the substitution for a fellow art teacher in the school.
Picking up your speed, you walked home from the subway station. The building soon turned up in sight, you typed in the passcode of the building to enter. Hyunjin had texted you while you were a couple stops away that he had arrived home and that he was taking the liberty of ordering food for both of you, asking what you'd like to eat. He had eaten a lot of fast food in the U.S. so knowing him, you knew he hoped to choose traditional Korean food over your go-to pizza order.
After the drawing live in which he didn't show his face, he confessed to you that he was having a hard time eating, and his stomach was acting up. You'd freaked out a little over the fact that he didn't want to tell you his problem in the first place but after calming you down, you gave him a couple of tips and looked up what medication he could pick up to help him ease his stomach.
And it had helped as he didn't suffer through their Kimmel performance, he had said.
Quickly typing in the passcode of your apartment, you hushed inside. Just a small amount of people knew you both lived in the same apartment. Most people thought you'd lived next door to Hyunjin as this apartment was leased under Hyunjin's name. The one across was leased under yours. No one knew that the apartment across from you was Hyunjin's and your art studio. The apartment was filled with hundreds of artworks that both of you had created over the years. And you needed the space for it too.
"Hyun? I'm home!", you shouted through the apartment when you put your back down and slipped into the indoor slippers. It was dark inside the apartment, the sun was already setting in Seoul.
"Oh", you heard Hyunjin's voice coming from the bedroom. Maybe he was changing out of his clothes. If there was one thing Hyunjin was picky about, it was not laying down with his outdoor clothes. You made your way to the bedroom, giddily wanting to hug him from behind while he changed, feeling his skin on yours. He had been gone for a month and you had missed him a lot.
Opening up the door further, you halted when you didn't see Hyunjin standing by the wardrobe. The curtains were down and Hyunjin was laying on the bed, snuggled in the blankets. Kkami was keeping him company on the bed, nudging Hyunjin's hand.
"Hyun? Are you sick?", you whispered and walked closer to the bed, carefully sitting on the edge without taking away the space from Kkami. "Head", he mumbled and opened one eye to look at you, his head up from the blanket. Only the moonlight shining inside the room, you noticed how Hyunjin's brows were deeply furrowed.
This was more than a headache. He has another migraine. Hyunjin had suffered from them occasionally, usually before a comeback. Maybe this was where his digestion problems were coming from too.
"When did it start?", you asked with a soft voice, running your hand through his pinkish-blonde hair. "Headache before we boarded. I took some painkillers but it got worse on the plane. I threw up twice", he mumbled against his arm, supporting his head up to look at you. You ran your hand down his cheek and it was burning up. "You're burning, Hyunjin", you said and turned around to lay on his back instead. Sweat was coated on his forehead and you leaned on to wipe it away. "Burning for you? I might", he joked with a raised brow before he furrowed them again, shutting his eyes closed. "It's like someone's pounding on my head with a hammer", he whined.
"Rate the pain from 1-10, love", you took his hand into yours, caressing it with your thumb. "Solid 8. I feel like throwing up again", he sighed. This was bad.
"That's not good... give me a sec and I'll change out of-", you began pulling away but he stopped you, holding onto your hand. "No, stay. Hug me?", he pressed out and flickered his eyes open to look at you. His eyes shimmered, glossy. He was in a lot of pain. You nodded, just taking off your coat and putting it aside before you laid down next to him, getting under the cover. Hyunjin scooted closer to you, making Kkami leave the bed. "He's going to feel better soon, Kkami. I promise you", you told the sweet dog.
With your arms wrapped up around Hyunjin, he snuggled into your embrace, resting his head against your chest. You massaged his head, from the back of his nape up until his temples. He let out sighs and whimpers as you worked through his hair. "Where's the pressure the most?", you whispered against his skin. "Left temple", he mumbled and buried his face more into your chest, trying to press his head against the building pressure inside his head. You cupped the side of his face gently to move him up and then began massaging his left temple.
"Does this help a bit?"
"Bit"
"Wow, spare me the detailed words, Hyun", you said and he shot his eyes upon you, giving you his famous side-eye. There it was, his bratty attitude. But he was in pain so teasing him would make you feel more guilty.
"I'm sorry", he then said which surprised you. You were expecting a sassy remark from him. "What are you sorry for? There's nothing to be sorry for, love", you pressed a kiss onto his forehead and he sighed in return. "That I'm in this state after being gone for so long. We wanted to work on the big canvas for your workshop-", he stumbled over his words and you shut him up, pressing your lips against his plump lips. He sighed into the kiss and moved his lips in synchronization with yours, both of you letting your lips dance in reunion.
You two kissed until the air rang out of your lungs and you pulled away just an inch. "There's nothing to apologize for, Hyun. You're back home and that's all that matters to me", you caressed his flushed cheek. His eyes flickered between your eyes, lips, and your cheeks. Taking in your face after being apart so long.
"Can I kiss you again? I think it helps", he whispered and you nodded. With a tilted head, he closed the gap and kissed you again, claiming your lips and your heart. It wasn't as gentle as it was before, Hyunjin began to shift positions and pressed you against the matters. Your hands were lost in his hair, gently pulling on it. You couldn't help but moan against his lips and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, exploring it. "Hmm, all mine", he said into the kiss and caressed your side as he hovered over you. "No more watching each other through the screen", he tugged onto the belt of your pants, making you chuckle. "I see you're all better now?", you bit into his lower lip and he let out a grunt. You laughed a little when the doorbell rang. "Must be the food", Hyunjin commented and pulled away from you, standing up from the bed. "Ah, fuck!", he cursed and flew back onto the bed, holding onto his head. "It's okay, love. I'll get it. Don't lose your head", you pressed a kiss onto his cheek and he gave you a sour look. "That was so not funny, Danica". You gave him a playful shrug and made your way out of the bedroom, towards the front door.
Placing the food order onto the kitchen counter, you walked back to the bedroom. Moonlight still lightening up the room, you watched Hyunjin's steady breath. He had fallen asleep. Deciding it was the best for him, you guided Kkami out of the room and made your way to the living room instead. You hadn't finished the book he had suggested you read yet so with Kkami nestled in your lap, you were reading the novel's last pages. You wouldn't eat without Hyunjin so you'll eat once he wakes up.
Which happened two hours later.
"Danica?", you heard Hyunjin shouting from the bedroom. "He already sounds better, wouldn't you agree?", you told Kkami and lifted the dog, putting the drowsy Kkami into the mattress in the living room's corner where Kkami preferred to sleep and make your way to the bedroom. "why did you leave me, baby?", he whined, his cheeks still flush. "You fell asleep, Hyun. I thought it would be best to not disturb you", you moved closer to the bed. "No, I require a lot of kisses and hugs and cuddles and your attention in general as I'm sick here. Maybe it's the last time you hugged me? The last time you kiss me? Maybe tomorrow, I won't be here anymore!", you rolled your eyes at him and laid back down next to your boyfriend. "You're such a drama queen, Hyunjin. You're not dying, you have another migraine. Which is painful, I know", you traced his jawline with your finger. The ring Hyunjin crafted for you for your first anniversary decorated it. He had a similar one that you crafted for him in the workshop.
"You're not dying on me, alright? There's still so much we will explore. Our journey isn't over yet, love", you whispered and caressed his cheek. Hyunjin listened to you and nodded, pressing a kiss onto your wrist. "I love you, my angel", he placed his hand on top of yours. "I love you too, my Hyun", you smiled at him and leaned in to kiss him. Which he gladly returned.
"Have you eaten yet?", he asked you as you both were entangled in each other, Hyunjin caressing your lower back as you massaged his head. "Not yet. I waited for you to wake up first. Do you think you can eat some bites? Then you could take the meds too".
Hyunjin nodded but didn't let go of you. "Hyun, you have to let me go if we want to eat", you laughed and nudged his side. "I have another idea for eating", he smirked with his cocky attitude. "I can't believe you sometimes", you rolled your eyes and waggled out of his arms in escape. "Why are you refusing my affection, my love?", he groaned, giving a playful glare. "That wasn't your affection but your dick speaking. Seems like your headache has disappeared?".
He instantly shook his head and then buried his face in his hands, groaning. "No it's still there!", he whined. "Come on, let's eat in the dining room and then return to bed", you told your boyfriend and he slowly moved out of the bed, following you to the dining room. To minimize the exposure to light, you lit up a candle only and spread out everything Hyunjin had ordered around the table. Silently, you two ate the food. There was much to tell each other to catch up but it was almost midnight and the tiredness of the long teaching day was getting to you.
Once you two were done, you placed the dishes into the sink, letting them be tomorrow's problem. Grabbing the painkillers Hyunjin preferred to take, you guided him back to the bedroom. The nightstand was set up with a small bucket, wet towels, and a water bottle. Hyunjin slipped back into the covers and you began working on wiping his face and neck with the wet cloth. He was covered in sweat. Wiping him clean, you placed a trail of kisses from his temples to his neck. Even after all these years, you couldn't get enough of Hyunjin. "You think you can take the painkillers now?", you asked him carefully. Not sure if his steady breathing meant he had fallen back asleep. He wasn't, he just nodded with a hum. Water bottle and painkillers in hand, you gave him the painkillers and opened the bottle for him. He gulped down the painkillers, spilling some of the water on his shirt and the sheets. You couldn't help but smile, wiping the water away from his chin.
"I'm like a child right now; I needed to be taken care of", Hyunjin sighed and sank back into the mattress. "I don't mind taking care of you, Hyun. You take care of me every month" You wrap your arms around him again, to which he returns a tighter embrace. "That's not the same. You don't choose to have your period. It's unfair. It's such a painful cycle each month", he states, biting your shoulder. "You don't choose to have migraines either, Hyun", you caressed his back soothingly. "True..." he yawns and nuzzles his head back into your chest. "Do you feel a bit better?"
"Hammering pain is still there but I'm not nauseous anymore. I think I can sleep. You need to sleep too, you work tomorrow", he mumbled against the fabric of his clothes.
"The painkillers will kick in soon. You'll feel better soon; I promise", you whispered and Hyunjin closed his eyes, drifting off.