Until You Found Me - A YoonKook Story

Chapter Thirteen - I've Got You

Yoongi's Pov  
  The next day, I'm laying in bed. Perhaps I could stay today... my throat feels all groggy. I sit up, coughing badly. "Christ... I can try going I guess..." I say to myself.
   I sluggishly leave my bed and switch out of my clothes into new ones. I take some medicine and make myself some breakfast. "Mmm... maybe I just needed some food," I say as I chew.

   My first two periods go by, and I feel like I've gotten sicker. I sneeze aggressively once I walk up the stairs, losing my balance. "Shit-" I feel someone grab me before I fall backward. I grab onto the person's arms, and I stand up, feeling dizzy. I turn around and see a smiling Jungkook.
   "You okay?" he asks. I smile a bit, feeling glad to see him. "Y-Yeah... just a bit sick." He squints his eyes. "You're sick? Why didn't you stay then?" he leans in and puts his forehead against mine.

   My cheeks fluster, and I grip his arms; hoping not to lose balance. He slowly removes his forehead and grins. "Your forehead is hot, but I've never seen your face look as red as a tomato. Maybe you do have a fever after all."

   I stand up straight and put my hands above my cheeks. Damnit... they do feel hot, I probably look so dumb in front of Jungkook right now..! I think to myself. "You look so cute~ this is the first time you've shown such a reaction toward me!"
   Jungkook giggles and shakes his fists excitedly. I roll my eyes and walk upstairs, feeling dizzy. Before I know it, I crash onto the floor. "Y-Yoongi!" says Jungkook and runs towards me. I close my eyes tiredly, and the light fades away from my sight.

   Once I wake up, I find myself in my bed with a rag over my forehead. I smell soup and hear humming. I sit up slowly and see Jungkook walking toward me. "How are you feeling Yoongi?" he asks.
   He then removes the rag from my forehead. "Tired... is that soup I smell?" I ask. "Yeah." Jungkook giggles and stands up, putting his hands in his pockets. "Want some? I just got done making it." Jungkook says.

   "Yes please." Jungkook smiles and walks back into the kitchen, pouring me a bowl of soup. He walks to me and slides the overbed table over me, putting the bowl of soup down. I smell the soup and smile to myself. "It smells great, thank you Jungkook," I say, and drink the soup.
   "Mhmm...It's so good." I smile and drink the rest up quickly. "I knew you'll like it! I practiced making soup when I was younger for my mom because she would get sick often." I pout, putting the bowl down.

   "I'm sorry to hear that Jungkook. Do you remember why she would often get sick?" Jungkook stops to think for a couple of seconds, yet grabs my bowl and asks "do you want more soup? I prefer you drink it up before it gets cold and I'll have to heat it again."

   What was that? "Oh! yeah sure, it was quite good!" I smile and he walks back into the kitchen. Jungkook pours me another bowl of soup and hands it over to me. I drink the soup, and he says "I also bought you some medicine, I wasn't sure how you were feeling so-"
   He pours out the bag of medicine, containing all sorts of pills and medicine. I stare at the pile and laugh softly. "You really are something, aren't you Jungkook?" He shyly smiles. "My head hurts, along with my throat. So I would need some medicine along the lines of that."

   "Gotcha," Jungkook says as he looks through the pile of medicine. He hands me some pills, and I take them. "Thanks for this, I really appreciate it Jungkook." he smiles and nods. "Anytime, just for you Yoongi." I smile and drink the rest of my soup.