"will you get up, food's ready" I state while pulling Yoongi up so that he can stand from his bed
"Y/n, I'm sick, you shouldn't treat me like this" he says sitting up, I still had a hand on his forearm and I was looking at him in disbelief
"then you should've had just listen to me and get up" I exclaimed "the soup will get cold"
"You cooked?" he asks in disbelief, I nod smiling like I accomplished something big in my life "yeah I'm good..."
I rolled my eyes at his attitude before pinching him on the cheek. He released a loud exclaim making me sniffle a laugh "Will you relax, I learned the recipe from my mom. She always makes it when I'm sick so when I got big enough, I learnt it. Trust me it taste good" I state, Yoongi squints his eyes eyeing me if I was telling the truth and he ultimately gave up since I knew he was hungry "fine," I grinned at his answer "but if I get more sick; I'm going to blame you" he points his fingers to me making me shake my head in disbelief
I helped him up the bed; leading him into the kitchen and making him sit on the dining table where the bowl of soup was on. I sat across from him staring at him to try it. Yoongi picks up the spoon before dunking it and putting it on his mouth.
His eyebrows went up, his eyes went wide from shock and his lips curved up into a soft smile. Even though he was a little pale I still liked it when he was happy.
"good job Y/n, you can actually cook something delicious" he says before taking another bite
I ignored his comment; getting his medicine from the medicine cabinet with a bottle of water in hand. Placing it in of him I state: "remember to finish the hole bowl before you take your medicine" before seating back down
He just nods while I watch him eat I asked how was he feeling and he kept answering vaguely so I don't exactly what he was feeling at the time. I remember when we were kids, when he gets sick I would always go to his place to 'babysit' him when his mom weren't home. I would always enjoy those times. And now, it's happening and I still felt the same; happy taking care of him.
"Y/n!" his voice dragged me away from my thoughts "I asked on how many times I should take it?"
"o-oh sorry" I mutter "Just for tonight and then tomorrow morning again. The medicine is suppose to make you sleep so after you take it, change your shirt before going to bed. While I get you a towel for your head" I planned out
He nods along before chucking the medicine in his mouth, drinking water and making a disgusted face "that was horrible" I hear him mutter
I chuckle at his reaction "it's medicine, of course it has a horrible taste" I tell him "now go ahead and change" I point to the bathroom and he complies
As he washes himself up, I washed the dishes, cleaned up at the kitchen. And, once I was done, I grabbed a small towel, picking up a small container with water and the towel on my shoulder I went to Yoongi's room.
I entered the room and he was already in bed on his phone "you're going to have a headache if you keep looking at your phone all night" I state putting the water on top of the bedside table
I took the towel and dunked it the water before squeezing the excess water back inside the container. I took a sit on the edge of his bed, and before I could put it on his head he swerved "I can do it by myself Y/n" he says putting his phone away
"Will you just let me help you?" I plead before he simply nodded
I continued to put the wet towel on his forehead before checking his temperature again. "I don't think you should go back to work yet... your fever is really high still" I told him
"Y/n, I've been in the hospital for days. I was stuck inside a hospital room; do you expect me to stay here and do the same thing?" he asks with sass
"yah Min Yoongi!" I shout at him making his eyes widen "Stop talking about nonsense and listen to me! I said you should stay home and rest some more. I will say if you're feeling better. Okay?"
Yoongi stared at me "what? Are you going to complain again? What are you? A 9 year old?" I asked before he could say anything
"nothing... it's just... it reminds me whenever I get sick you'd 'babysit' me" "well... except you yelling at me, you never did that then" he says
I smiled at him mentally thanking him that he remembered that memory "I'd yell at you nonetheless anyway" I say pursing my lips making him chuckle "now... you should get some rest"
I moved around my spot, trying to sleep but since this is a small chair I couldn't. Yoongi fell asleep a few minutes ago and I thought I'd stay in the room if something happens. I looked over to him seeing he was in deep sleep. I let my lips curve up seeing him so peaceful. I got up from my seat, gently seating at the floor facing him. I was on the ground so it was easier seeing him sleep.
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This may sound creepy AF but, I liked watching him sleep. I wish I could fall asleep as fast as he can. His face was being covered my the blanket and his eyes were poking out. He looked like a wrapped dumpling. Cute.
"feel better..." I whispered closing my eyes feeling myself getting sleep by the second
