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Yoongi- Headache

You stumbled inside your apartment, wincing at the sudden sound of the door closing behind you. This headache had been prominent since this morning, and work only made it worse. Now, at the end of the day, it was pass the point of migraine.

    Yoongi wasn't home yet, and probably wouldn't be for another hour or so. You dragged yourself to the kitchen and flicked on the light which only made your eyes sting. After seconds of debating, you decided that trying to find medicine would just take up too much energy.

    You turned off all the lights in the house and laid yourself down on the couch, burying your head deep into the pillow. So much as moving your head would send a sting through your neck and all the way down your spine. The last time you had a migraine was in high school during finals, your mom almost took you to the doctor because of how bad it was.

    Laying your head down definitely helped, and you were starting to feel tired when your phone went off next to you. You let out an irritated groan at the sound and fumbled for it, bringing it close to your face and wincing at the sudden light. It was a text from Yoongi.

    "Hey, i'll be home in an hour or so, do you mind cleaning up the kitchen? It was kind of a mess when I left this morning and knew you had work so I didn't want to bother you."

    You sighed out deeply, dropping your phone to the floor without replying. He works so hard all the time, you never minded when he asked you stuff like this and you always felt bad when the house was a mess when he came home.

    Just ten more minutes, the headache will be gone by then. You decided as you closed your eyes again.

    Yoongi POV

    Yoongi ruffled tiredly at his hair as he reached for his keys, unlocking the door and slipping in quietly.

    He almost stopped in his tracks when he got the door open upon seeing all the lights off. Is Y/N not home? He thought as he flicked the light on and slipped off his shoes. He saw all of your things rather messily by the door, so you were home... maybe in bed already? Ah, but it wasn't that late yet.

    Yoongi went straight for the kitchen, needing water before going up to see if you were in bed. He turned on the light and skidded his steps. The kitchen was still in the same state as it was this morning, if not worse. There was a glass of water almost falling off the counter and the medicine cabinet was wide open.

    Yoongi clenched his jaw as his breathing started to increase. Everyone was on his ass today, he just wanted to come home to a clean house.

    "Y/N!" He called, completely forgetting that you might be asleep. "Damnit, Y/N!" He yelled louder.

    He heard shuffling from the living room and saw a figure slowly sit up from the couch. He scoffed out a breath as he watched you. She was sleeping this whole time?

    You stood, your movements very slow, but Yoongi thought nothing of it. "Come here a second, Y/N." He bitterly let out.

    You turned towards him, your face scrunched from just being woken up, Yoongi only assumed. He waited impatiently for you to sluggishly make your way over to him.

"Did you not get my text?" He raised an eyebrow when you finally got close enough.

You ran your hand lightly over your face. "Yoongi, i'm sorry." You whispered. "I did, but I must have fallen asleep."

"You're not the only one tired Y/N." Yoongi huffed out as he looked down at you. Your face was incredibly pale and your eyes slightly red, but again, he thought nothing of it.

"Sorry." You bowed your head at him. "I'll do it right now."

He stayed facing forward as you passed him into the kitchen. He felt immediate guilt, cursing himself for being such an asshole. He turned, wanted to apologize, but his words got caught in his throat when he saw you stumble on your feet and almost fall, just barely getting your hand on the counter to steady yourself.

His eyes grew wide as he rushed for you, slipping in front of you as he held onto your arms to steady you. "Y/N what's wrong?" He asked urgently.

You held a hand to your head, your eyes scrunched shut. "I-" You stuttered. "I just have a headache is all."

Yoongi searched your face and let out an internal sigh. You looked like you were dying and he didn't even notice. The one time you had a headache before you couldn't even move, Yoongi remembered being so scared he called your mom. She told him it only happened when you were insanely stressed, and would go away if you laid down with some sleep.

And here he was, yelling at you to clean the damn kitchen.

Yoongi gently got his arms around you, hosting you up to his chest. You didn't have the strength to react as he started carrying you upstairs and to the bedroom. As gently as he could he set you down, making sure the pillows were perfectly arranged behind your head.

"Yoongi-" You croaked out but he shushed you by brushing your hair back.

"I'll be right back." He whispered, turning and leaving the room.

He gathered medicine and a bowl full of ice. God, he felt horrible. You had probably just gotten to sleep and he came storming in yelling. Boyfriend of the year he was.

He slipped back into the room and set everything he had on the bed side table. "You're going to have to sit up a little to take the medicine, okay?" He said gently, resting his hand behind your head to help you sit up.

"Yoongi," You barely whispered once swallowing the medicine. "I'm sorry about the kitchen, I promise i'll clean it tomorrow."

Yoongi quickly shook his head. "I woke you up and yelled at you while you were like this, the least I could do is clean the kitchen."

"But you didn't know." You breathed out, shutting your eyes as Yoongi put cold towels just under your eyes. "You had the right to be mad."

"No I didn't." He tried to reason with you. "I never have the right to yell at you like that, much less when you are like this."

"But-" You tried.

"Stop, you're only going to make it worse." He slipped in next to you and very carefully guided your head to his lap. "Jagi, i'm very sorry." He started to massage your temples, his hands refreshingly cold from the ice.

You wanted to reassure him that you were in no way mad a him, but you started feeling your body relax, the headache numbing.

"Yoongi?" You managed before slipping into sleep.

"Yes love?" He replied so genuinely.

"Thank you."

Yoongi smiled down at you, knowing you were already asleep he placed a very soft kiss on your forehead. "Anything for you, Jagiya."

This boy as legit been giving me serious problems lately and I resent the hell out of him for it like PLEEAASSEE stay in your lane boi