Hush Little Baby [VMinKook]

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I'm Tired - Labrinth and Zendaya

Jimin felt like he was in an illusion throughout the entire day.

While showering, changing, laying in bed - life just didn't feel real anymore.

He was alone, after a very long time of always having someone beside him.

And he felt the world sinking in more and more before his eyes, just like the discomfort in his abdomen and the suffocation in his lungs.

Truth is, Jimin did overdo it big time.

With the drinks, the smoking, then the drugs - his body couldn't keep up with it.

Now whenever he eats, a stricking pain stabs his abdomen. Even when he drinks water too.

He knows last night he probably threw up a lot, and perhaps that irritated his stomach, but he feels so nauseous and sick that by this point it's frightening him.

Even while moving, he feels that discomfort sitting there in his body.

To block it off, he ended up taking a long nap throughout the day since he was still tired.

Within that time, Minho came into the room to check up on him with a med kit. Taking advantage that Jimin was heavy in sleep, he sits on the chair beside him and began to check his temperature - realizing he did have a bit of a fever.

So Minho began to check everything - heart rate, breathing, blood pressure, stomach - everything.

By the time he was done, there was not an inch of Jimin's body he didn't touch. After noting down the numbers on a notepad from his vitals, Minho went directly to get medicine for his fever, any pains and nausea, and for his upset stomach - that he caught on while Jimin was eating.

Carefully he reached under him and carefully guides him up. Jimin's sleepy head falls to Minho's chest, but Minho only focuses on taking the glass of water and gently presses it to his lips in a soft tap - trying not to startle him awake.

Jimin didn't react instantly but after the second gentle tap, he softly flutters his eyes open.

His body felt too weak to give a startled response like how he felt the second he met Minho's gaze, but then his eyes flickers to the glass of water and wordlessly lets Minho guide him to take gentle sips.

That small sip was enough to send a direct and uncomfortable pain once again to stab his stomach.

"It's okay," Minho whispers, noticing the way Jimin tried to hold back his winces, "I have some medicine for you."

And one by one, Minho gave Jimin the medicine, frowning to how Jimin's eyebrows twitches with every gulp he takes of water.

By the time he was done, Minho eases him back down on the bed and quickly left to only come back with a small bowl of water and a towel - only to find Jimin once again fast asleep.

Throughout the remainder of the time, Minho would guide the small towel in gentle pats on Jimin's forehead. He used another one to wipe it on his arms and warm hands and to his feet, making sure he was clean and skin was cooled down from his sweat of his fever.

By the time he was done, he gathered his things and left the room to give Jimin space to sleep.

Who knows how much time passes since then but when Jimin woke up again, it was growing darker outside in a nice sunset atmosphere. He was sweating a bit but feels a tad bit better than how he was earlier. Using the bit of strength he had, he got up and went to take another shower and got changed in the extra pair of clothes that this room had in the drawers.