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When he takes care of you while you are sick | you as his cold wife

Jeon Jungkook | Oneshot

Author's POV 
Another sneeze reverberated in the walls of your shared bedroom as you prodded your fatigued self to a sitting stance. Your legs drooping on your side of the bed.

Jungkook was composedly asleep alongside you but it would positively not last long with your incessant coughs, sniffles, and vociferous sneezes.

You propped your head in your arms, your fingers brushing through your unruly hair strands.

A headache so afflicting had elicited a flurry of sighs from your mug.

It was dark and shadowy in the bedroom so you lingered your hand over the nightstand in quest of your phone. 

One am. And you were here drowsy and somnolent to the extent you couldn't open your eyes befittingly but your stipulation right now wasn't letting slumber come over.

Jungkook ruffled in his sleep as another sneeze tottered your body. Seizing your phone compactly between your fingers, you walked out of the room.

Proceeding towards the kitchen, you opened the refrigerator, looking for painkillers. Filling a glass of water, you sat your weak body on the stool as your fingers typed a message to your colleague about your absence tomorrow.

You were in no state to work, not after you couldn't even get enough sleep.

Swallowing the tablet, you sauntered to the vacant guestroom. You didn't want to molest Jungkook in any way when he had to work tomorrow.

You shut your eyes, reveling in the warm duvets. The humid summer night wasn't enough to make you sweat but rather formed goosebumps from the coldness on your burning skin.

Jungkook's POV 
I slammed my hand against my phone in an attempt to appease the piercing alarm that woke me up from my sleep.

I turned to face my beautiful wife and stare at her pretty face to my heart's content, something I could only do when she was sleeping but to my astonishment, she wasn't there.

She wakes up after me every day. Was she early today?

I trudged out to glance in the destitute washroom. The lounge and kitchen were vacuous too. I hurried my steps to the guest room as my eyebrows were already furrowed. Meekly knocking on the door, I was answered by silence. 

I clutched the handle down to ajar the door only to see y/n covered in a substantial blanket on such a hot day. Walking closer to her, I spotted a sticky note on the lamp.

I've taken a leave from the office today
                                           -y/n

Why had she taken a leave? Why was she sleeping here? 

All these questions were circulating in my mind but her words, just like every time, were insufficient. 

I knew she was reserved but her habit of not even expounding something pertinently had had me perplexed.

I had turned a blind eye to all her actions that might evoke an argument between us or make her uncomfortable in any way and let her do whatever she wants without question.

Doing the same now, I quietly left her room, getting the gist that she had left the note so I wouldn't wake her up.

2 hours later 
I kept my pen down and swapped it with my phone to quickly open my messages and then check my recent calls log for any missed calls from y/n. I had been worrying about her as she hadn't attended to any of my calls or replied to my messages.