Y/n POV
I woke up to see Yoongi sitting by the bedside, his eyes fixed on me with concern. The soft morning light streaming through the window highlighted the worry etched on his face.
"Morning," he said softly, as I stirred.
I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my lower abdomen, making me wince.
"Easy," Yoongi cautioned, gently placing a hand on my shoulder. "Don't rush."
I winced, taking slow, deep breaths.
"What time is it?" I asked, trying to distract myself from the ache.
"Late morning," Yoongi replied. "You've been sleeping for hours."
I nodded, trying to remember the previous day's events.
"How are you feeling?" Yoongi asked, his voice filled with concern.
I hesitated, unsure how to describe the mix of emotions and physical pain.
"My stomach hurts," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.
Yoongi's expression turned sympathetic.
"Do you need medicine?" he asked.
I nodded, and Yoongi quickly got up to fetch the pain relievers.
As he handed me the pills and a glass of water, our fingers touched.
"Thanks, Yoongi," I said, feeling grateful.
Yoongi smiled softly.
"Anytime," he replied.
As I swallowed the medicine, I glanced at Yoongi.
"Hey, what about our lectures?" I asked, a hint of worry creeping into my voice.
Yoongi's expression turned reassuring.
"Don't worry about it," he said, smiling.
"Why not?" I pressed, curiosity getting the better of me.
"We both have off lectures for the next two days," he explained.
I let out a sigh of relief.
"Really?" I asked, feeling grateful.
Yoongi nodded.
"Yeah, I checked the schedule earlier. We're good."
I smiled, feeling some of the tension ease.
"Thanks for checking," I said.
Yoongi shrugged.
"No big deal," he replied. "You focus on getting better."
I nodded, feeling grateful for his thoughtfulness.
"Just relax and rest," Yoongi advised. "I'll take care of everything else."
His words wrapped around me like a warm blanket.
"Thanks, Yoongi," I said, my voice filled with appreciation.
Yoongi smiled
As I lay back, I couldn't shake off the uncomfortable feeling.
"Yoongi?" I called softly.
"Yeah?" he replied, already halfway to the kitchen.
"I think I need to change my pads," I said, feeling a surge of embarrassment.
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