Telepathy

Chapter #7

Yoongi POV:

I went to our shared bedroom to look for Y/N in need to clear things between us. Yesterday’s incident was roaming around in my head, I felt bad using Y/N for my personal needs. I had only kissed Y/N only to show Minhee that I have no interest towards her,  perhaps she'll back off now. I opened the door for our room and found Y/N laying down on the bed, she was laying vertically with her legs falling off the bed

“Y/N, I need tell you something.” I said as I walked towards the bed

“I don’t have the energy right now.” She replied in a tired tone. Maybe she is upset because of yesterday's matter, to be faking not feeling well, I thought this as I walked closer to the bed. I placed my left hand beside her head and brought my face near hers keeping about ten inches distance. She had her face completely turned to her left with her eyes closed.

“I have been thinking, our relationship doesn’t have to be so negative, we are married and should act like a married couple.” I gave a few seconds for her to think about it, hoping she is listening. She opened her eyes and faced her head in my direction looking at me, she didn’t seem pleased with my statement.

“And from our interaction these days, I feel that you're not as bad as I thought, my mom really likes you, and she also wants to become a grandmother, for her happiness I am willing to do anything, so we should fulfill her wishes.” She nodded her head into agreement. At least not for me but for my mother she agreed, this brought joy to me as I hid my smile not wanting her to see it.

Y/N POV:

I was a bit confused with his assertion, I just agreed but not fully in my senses to understand what he was saying because of my state. I was not feeling well. I was getting dizzy, like I am going to fall at any time if I stand up. I felt down, not wanting to do anything, not sure why. I didn't have any interest in what he was saying at the moment.

“What happened?” He asked in a worried tone

“I am getting dizzy and not feeling well.” I told him the truth with my eyes closed.

“Wait here for a second.” I sensed he left as I felt the weight move from my right side. I waited for a few minutes for Yoongi to come back.

“Take these pills, you'll feel better,” He said earnestly.

“No, I don't need it.” I said with my eyes closed. At this time I didn't want to be disturbed.

“Y/N, you need to take it or you won't feel better.” I was starting to get a little annoyed.

“I really don't need it, right now I don't want to do anything.” I spoke in a calm tone, I didn't want him to feel that I was getting annoyed even though he is trying to help me. I felt the bed sink on my right side. I turned my face to my right and opened my eyes, it was Yoongi. He sat beside me and placed his right hand in front of me with the pills in the center of his palm. I didn’t give much of a reaction as I wasn’t feeling well. I closed my eyes again.

“Y/N, I need you to take this, please.” I was a bit surprised that he said please, he never says please, I opened my eyes to see his expression. It was a pleading one, I know it will get better on its own and I don’t have the need to take any medication.

“I don’t need it.” I told him again in a tired tone

“Don't make me force you to take it” He said now in a demanding voice.

“I don't need it, I know it's going to get better on its own.” I spoke in an exhausted voice

“Don’t test my patience.” I ignored what he said and layed on my spot with my eyes closed. I felt my head lifted and felt something on my lips. I opened my eyes when I realized Yoongi placed his lips on mine. I tried to push him off but his well built body was too strong for me. I moved my head left to right, hoping he would remove his lips from mine, but he wouldn't get off me. He bit my lip harshly causing me to open my mouth, I wince in pain due to his forcefulness. I felt something go into my mouth when I opened it, assuming from the size, it seems like the pill he was forcing me to take, along with some liquid. Supposing from the taste it was water. He had his lips on mine until I swallowed every last ounce of what he inserted into my mouth, unknowingly I ingested everything. I tapped his shoulder applying a little bit of force indicating that I had consumed it.

“You should feel better now.” I wiped my mouth as he said this. I doubted I would feel better, but I was wrong. The pill started having an effect on me after a few minutes. Maybe if I listened to him in the first place I wouldn’t have to go through that and I would have felt better long ago, I thought to myself.