Lost (BTS Edition)(OT7xReader)

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So that I could feed Hobi better, I helped him into a half-sitting position and adjusted the cushions so that he was comfortable. Then I took the spoon and held it in front of his lips.

"Open your mouth," I ordered him gently, earning a weak giggle.

"That's actually what I wanted to say to you." he said with the corners of his mouth pulled up slightly, you could tell he was trying to look stronger than he probably felt at the moment, but my trained eye couldn't help but notice that he still had a film of sweat on his forehead, his lips were dry and his complexion was unusually pale. It was cute how he still tried to chat me up.

"Before you can even think about that... get rid of your fever and get your strength back... even if I opened my mouth for you... you wouldn't be able to do anything with it." I replied with a grin, whereupon he pouted, but immediately followed my request and I was able to shove the spoon into his mouth.

"But, that means that when I'm fit again, we can have this conversation again?" he asked cheekily... far too cheeky for his condition, which only elicited a weary shake of my head.

"We'll see about that." I said firmly and hoped the issue was over for now.

"That was really tasty... much better than all the kimchi you've been stuffing down my throat since this morning... I had a bit of a stomach ache..." he said contentedly as I wiped his mouth and he was able to lie down again.

"The pain wasn't from the kimchi, it was from the alcohol, it attacked the lining of your stomach... that's why the spiciness of the chilies hurt... Without alcohol, you wouldn't have felt it at all." I explained to him and he pressed his lips together, probably thinking I wanted to scold him, but we had all been drinking, who was I to throw the first stone? I would scold the one who had simply left him outside and as far as I had realized by now, that was Namjoon.

"But I also want as many kisses as I had shots... like Yoongi..." he complained again, which made me giggle.

"You're not giving up, are you?" I asked, amused at my persistent patient and he immediately shook his head.

"Not a chance... ahhh oh crap... that hurts." after shaking his head vigorously, he held his temples.

"Hold still, otherwise the headache won't get any better." I advised him and put a cool washcloth on his forehead, whereupon he smiled gratefully at me.

"Will I get my kisses if I stay good and don't cause you any trouble?" he asked with sparkling eyes.

"I'll think about that when I see how good you are." I promised.

"But you, as a budding doctor... don't you have to do everything you can to make your patients feel better? I think I'd feel much better if you kissed my boo-boo away...." he tried again and this time I couldn't stop myself from laughing quietly.

"I don't think that's part of the job description. But all right... one and then you shut up and go back to sleep... Deal?" I asked, amused, and he nodded hastily... too hastily, which he immediately regretted with a pained face.

"Deal.... and then you cuddle me back to sleep so I don't freeze again." he demanded. I leaned down to him and gave him a very gentle kiss on the temple, then lay back down next to him and snuggled up to his hot body.... oh that was ambiguous... but true.

"Do you want me to blow now too?" I asked, giggling.

"No, but you could give me a bl..." he started again.

"Hoseok... Close your eyes and mouth and sleep, otherwise you'll only eat kimchi for three days!"