Y/n's POV:
The staff put me in a wheelchair to bring me to the van. I couldn't ice my ankle and use crutches at the same time.When I made it to the car, Joonie picked me up and placed me in the chair next to his. I rested my foot on the driver's center console. As the car started moving, I zoned out.
"Stop it"
"Hmm?"
"You didn't mean to get hurt. It's not your fault. You can still come with us."
"How do you always know what I'm thinking Joon"
"Because I love you." I rested my head on his shoulder and kissed the hand I was holding. "I'm going to let you rest at home. You can tell me what to pack for you. Okay?"
"Okay. Thank you." He kissed my head in response.
Namjoon insisted that he would carry me to my apartment. He brought me to my bed and gently placed my ankle on some pillows.
"I'm going to get you some more ice."
"I have some conforming ice packs in my freezer. Those would work better."
"Ok. While I'm at the freezer, would you like some ice cream?"
"I'm okay. Just the ice packs. Thank you Joonie." He came back and switched out the ice. I started to chuckle.
"What are you thinking?"
"I'm the goddess of destruction, but to myself."
He chuckled and said, "I don't know if we make a perfect team or destructive duo."
"I think we're both." I reached over for him. He move closer to me as I grabbed his jaw, pulling him into a kiss. "I love you Joonie."
"I love you too princess." He pecked my lips before saying, "Time to get packing."
It took a little longer than usual because he had to pull out 2 people's worth of clothes. However, I insisted on folding and placing my items in my luggage.
"When will we be heading to the airport?"
"Tomorrow."
*Time skip to Tomorrow*
We were all in the jet. There was a bed in the back, which the members wanted me to rest on.
"Y/n you can stay on the bed."
"Absolutely not. You guys need your rest. I'll be fine. There is a double seat that Joonie and I can sit together on."
"Come on noona. It's your first time in the jet. We've been here many times." Jimin said
"I don't care. I'm staying here and that's final." I placed myself onto the isle seat.
"There's no arguing with her. It's like yelling at a brick wall." With that Joonie sat down next to me. I kept my ankle elevated.
After a few hours, we finally landed. I was anxious of the crowds, but Joonie assured me that he would hold me the whole time.
I was using my crutches as we walked through the terminal and the rest of the airport. Joonie tried to keep his hand on the small of my back, but the crutches made it increasingly difficult.
There were so many fans. People were pushing each other and bumping into everyone. Before I knew it someone's foot was in the way of my crutches. I fell down. As people were helping me up, I looked to my left.
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FanfictionY/n is a pediatrician who happens to meet Kim Namjoon of BTS. She struggles with anxiety, eating disorder, PTSD, depression, and self h@rm. Namjoon helps her become more confident as they fall for each other. I don't own any of the pictures, only th...