oneshots for astro!! started: march 4th, 2023. finished: january 14th, 2024.. includes: fluff, maybe angst(?), all sfw!! member x reader. proper spelling & grammar. [this is pure fiction and does not represent the real members or their personalities...
╔══════════════════╗ YOON SANHA ✎ v. feverish ╚══════════════════╝
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It was a sunny Saturday morning, a direct contrast to your current state. You felt awful. You were coughing every couple minutes, your nose was runny, it felt like someone was hammering your head in with the pain from your headache, and your body was cold no matter how many blankets you wrapped around yourself.
Worst of all, you were supposed to be getting ready for a date with Sanha. You hadn't been able to go on a proper date with him for the longest time, since both of you were busy. And you were feeling so guilty for getting sick on the day you two had planned to go out.
You thought about ignoring your fever and just getting ready. Sanha wouldn't mind if you weren't dressed up, some casual clothes would do just fine. And you would in a heartbeat, but you barely had the energy to get out of bed.
Another cough escaped your throat and you felt like crying. You grabbed another tissue lifelessly, and blew your nose for the millionth time. Being sick sucks. Your body was begging you for sleep, but you were stubborn in staying up until Sanha came over.
After another half hour, it was getting harder and harder to keep your eyes open and you wondered where Sanha was. Didn't he say he was coming at 11? It was already almost 12 now. You coughed again, rearranging your pillows and, having no willpower left, drifted off to sleep.
"Jagi~ I'm here! Are you ready? Sorry I'm late, it went over a bit." Sanha wandered around your apartment, checking each room just to find them empty.
He knocked softly on your bedroom door and listened for an answer, "Jagiya?" He opened the door slowly, stifling his giggles at finding your sleeping figure.
But his happy expression quickly faded as he noticed the pile of tissues almost overflowing from your trash can. He walked over to where you were lying, softly breathing in your sleep.
Sanha placed a hand on your forehead gently, a concerned smile on his face as he felt how hot it was. He crouched down, staying quiet to not wake you up just yet. "Why are you still so pretty when you're sick? You're making me fall for you more..." He whispered, tucking aside a strand of your hair.
He got up and went to the bathroom, grabbing a washcloth and wetting it with cool water. He grabbed some medicine from the cabinet as well, humming softly as he got what he needed.
He came back to you, gently shaking your shoulder, "Y/n, wake up."
You groaned, opening your eyes slowly. They widened upon seeing him here, "Shit- I didn't mean to-" You were interrupted by your own cough, "-fall asleep."
He laughed, "It's okay, you know I don't mind. Besides, you're sick. You should get as much sleep as you can."
"But what about our date?"
"Y/n." He said softly, "I would be such a bad boyfriend if I got upset over our date being cancelled. I'm much more worried about your health, so focus on getting better, okay?"
You nodded, your headache rushing back to you and the last bit of energy you had fleeting.
"Here." Sanha placed the cold washcloth on your forehead, helping to cool off your hot skin. He sat down on the side of the bed, leaning over and fixing your pillows.
"Do you want me to make tea?"
You nodded, "My throat hurts from coughing."
"Aww baby." He frowned, kissing your forehead. "I'll be right back."
You sighed, accepting the way this day had gone. You had gotten so lucky with Sanha, and you were forever grateful for his willingness to take care of you. He was right, the date didn't matter as much as your health.
He came back quickly, a mug with hot tea steeping in it.
"I love you so much." You started before coughing again, "Being sick is the worst." You said as if you were offended.
Sanha giggled, "You should go back to sleep after you drink this."
"What will you do, then?"
"I'll just... figure out what we're having for dinner, and be your personal nurse..." He thought out, smiling as he said it.
You sipped on your tea, welcoming the soothing effect it had on your throat. "Thank you for the tea, baby."
"I wish I could kiss you." He said suddenly, pouting.
"Don't you dare." You said quickly. "It'll be my fault if you get sick too, so don't even think about it."
"Just a peck?"
"No."
"Please?"
"Sanha... you really shouldn't." Your resolve was already breaking.
"I'll do aegyo for it??" He offered, already smiling widely.
You cracked a smile, "Fine. Only if your aegyo is really really good."
He didn't waste a second, doing a set of aegyo with ease. You tried to hold back your giggle, but he was just too adorable. Sanha's confidence surged seeing you laugh.
"So do I get a kiss?"
"Fine. 1 small kiss. No more than 5 seconds!" You warned.
He smiled victoriously, saying a quick "I love you!", and pecking your lips.
"Now sleep." He ordered, tucking your blanket over you a bit better.
"Yes, yes. I'm sleeping." You giggled. "You should leave, you'll distract me from my beauty sleep."
"Got it, I'm leaving." He stood up, blowing you a kiss and walking out after turning off the lights.
