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Namjoon places the food and drink on the nightstand.
Yoongi fluttered his eyes open once he heard the taller placing stuff down. He stretched out before he slowly sat up from the bed, wiping his face from the tiredness. He turns his head to look at the taller, seeing him sit down at his desk, writing something down. Yoongi moves the blanket away from his chest.
"Joonie."
Namjoon stopped writing. That name again. He fluttered his eyes, deciding to continue to write. "You woke up just in time. There's food on the nightstand. It should still be warm."
Yoongi curls his brows, looking over to the nightstand. He nervously gulps, scooting over to the nightstand which made him cross his legs and pick up the tray, placing the food down on his lap. He bites the inside of his cheek, staring down at the food and nervously picks up the chopsticks on the side of the tray.
Namjoon puts his pen down with a sigh escaping his lips, rubbing the back of his neck. He doesn't really know what to do. Writing isn't helping him erase his mind. It always calms him down but he just..he can't calm down with Yoongi right behind him. It's almost making him start to doodle.
"I-I'm not hungry." Yoongi suddenly says, putting the chopsticks down.
"Eat." Namjoon says. "I don't want you to starve."
He remembers in the past that Yoongi told him he easily loses appetite when he cuts. His appetite just randomly fades away and he'll refuses to eat. Namjoon decides to get up from the chair, turning around to face the smaller and walk up to him. Yoongi fluttered his eyes down, not wanting to look at him.
Namjoon softly sits down on the edge of the bed, having a leg on the bed, folded. He softly grabs the chopsticks, picking up a ball of rice. He puts a hand under the rice ball, carefully lifting it up to the smaller's mouth.
"Aaa." Namjoon raises his brows, lifting his head up a bit.
Yoongi curls his brows, nervously looking at the taller. He slowly opens his mouth, accepting the food that the younger puts the tide in his mouth, Namjoon moving the chopsticks away from his face.
"There you go." Namjoon looks down at the door, picking another rice ball up. "You are hungry. Your limbs just don't want to work."
Yoongi nervously gulps from the food, fluttering his eyes down. "Th-Thanks..."
"You need more." Namjoon lifts the food back up to the older's mouth. "Say aaa."
"Aaa." Yoongi opens his mouth again.
Namjoon carefully feeds him, having a small smile across his face. My aunt always did this for me when I was drowsy on my medication. Namjoon remembers. Yoongi couldn't help to giggle, putting a hand up to his mouth so he can chew. Namjoon moves the chopsticks away, putting them down on the tray for Yoongi to handle now.
"Do your limbs work now?" Namjoon asks.
Yoongi nods, grabbing the chopsticks for himself. The older picks the rice ball himself, eating on his own while Namjoon watches quietly to see if he's doing okay. The taller decided to get up from the bed and for some reason, he left the bedroom. Yoongi just continues to eat.
Namjoon suddenly appears with two big bandaids in hand and spray medicine. He placed them both down on the bed, near the edge. Yoongi fluttered his eyes from looking at his food to look at the bandaids. What's for the bandaids?
"Wh..What are the bandaids for?" Yoongi couldn't help to ask, lowering down his chopsticks from his mouth.
"For you."
𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧
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