Helpless (Gfriend Eunha Fanfiction)

Eighteen

EUNHA POVS

"Eunha-ya."

I slowly open my eyes when I heard someone calls me. I didn't even know I fell asleep. I guess I was more tired than I thought.

"You're awake." I widened my eyes when I see Jungkook's eyes are open. Not the way it usually looks like but its enough for now. At least he has regain consciousness.

"What are you feeling now?" I ask.
"Sore." His voice is hoarse which isn't good because he's a main vocalist and his voice need to stay in good condition at all times.
"I need more than just one word." I say.
"My head is throbbing. My whole body hurts." He looks so painful which makes me feel even more guilty.
"I'll get you some food and water first." I say and left.

I go to the kitchen to heat up the chicken soup earlier. Its 8.47 a.m. which is a bit late fot breakfast but whatever.

"What are you doing?" I jumped a bit when I heard Jungkook's voice behind me. I turn around to notice he's standing quiet close. I move aside to avoid a heart attack.

"Heating the chicken soup. You need to take a rest." I say. He's not limping but his face is still quiet pale. Even his lips looks white not naturally pinkish like usually.

"I'm fine. I just need to take some water." He says and reach to the cupboard to take a cup. But I can see he's trying hard to maintain his posture.

"You're not fine. So please just rest." I take the cup from his hand and close the cup board.
"I'm sick, not disabled." He mumbled it but I can hear it pretty well. The house is really quiet since there are only the two of us.
"I'm treating you like this not because I think you're disabled. I want you to recover well." I hand him the cup which I just filled with warm water.

He finished it in few seconds and hand it to me. Our fingers brushed slightly he did that which reminds me of that day in Show Champion. However, this time I'm not fluttering.

"Your fingers are really hot." I say, surprised.
"I do feel I'm having a fever though." He says.
"Let's check your temperature." I say. He nods and go to his room.

I stay behind him, just in case he stumbled or fainted I could prevent him from falling. It will be easier to just hold him but its inappropriate. Especially at times like this. We arrived in his room safely and he checked his temperature.

"Its 38.5°C." I mumbled when I see it. Its pretty high fever and if its not taken care of it will soon reach 39°C which is really high. If you reach 40°C it will be extremely dangerous for your brain.
"Let's go to doctor." I blurt out.

"I don't want to. I'll be fine." He says.
"You have to. None of us know exactly how to cure you. What medicines we need to exactly give you. What are your sickness exactly." I say.
"I'll be fine." He stubbornly says.
"Why?"
"Why what?" He look confused.
"Why you don't like doctors?" I ask.
"They only want money. They don't care about curing the patients. They're exactly like gold diggers." He says with no emotion.

I guess he had a bad past with doctors. I sighed. I don't really know how to deal with such a high fever. One way or another, the high fever could lead to sickness that's more dangerous.

"I'll check the chicken soup first. Just rest. Okay?" He nod and I left.

"Can you eat by yourself?" I ask once I'm inside his room. I put down the tray on the nightstand.

"Can you feed me?" He asks.

I widened my eyes in surprise. I nod. Calm down my heart. You're just feeding him because he's sick. No need to feel fluttered because of that. Its your fault that he's sick anyway.

"Is it good?" I randomly ask to fill in the awkward silence.
"Yeah." He says.

We fell silence then. He finished the soup faster than I thought. At least he still has his appetite even when he's sick.

"I'm sorry." I blurt out and clamp my mouth shut.
"For what?" He asks, confused.
"You're sick because of me. I should've force you to come home instead of letting you work out when I know the right thing to do." I explain. Don't cry.
"Hey. Its not your fault. Its mine. I push myself too much. You've done your job but its up to me to decide. Don't blame yourself okay?" He says in panic.

"Okay." I nod my head. Truth is, I'm just worried about him. If something even more terrible happens to him because of this.

"Are you crying?" He asks.

JUNGKOOK POVS

She shook her head even though I could clearly see a streak of tears on her cheeks. I move my hand out of the blanket. But I put it back inside.

Wiping her tears doesn't seems right. Why would I wipe her tears? She's just our bodyguard. Even though she seems too small and soft hearted to be a bodyguard. She's just another person.

But my heart is beating faster whenever we're alone together. However, I know its because I'm nervous when I'm with a girl. Its not as bad as its used to be but I'm still nervous and cautious. Right. Its because I'm nervous.

"I need to clean the house. I'll come back in a while to give your medicine." She sounds like a nurse.
"Okay." I nod. I feel better after I'm full although my head is still throbbing. What's important is that my voice is not hoarse anymore.

I need to sleep to recover fast. I can't hold back my members because of me.

EUNHA POVS

I finish cleaning up the dorm about thirty minutes. The dorm isn't as messy as I thought it would be even though I don't reorganize their stuff bdcause I don't know how they like it to be. So I just tidy their beds. Cleaning the living basically.

Jungkook is sleeping when I walk into his room. I wonder if I should wake him up but I'm afraid. He needs his rest but at the same time he needs to take his medicine.

Let's just wait for fifteen minutes.

"Don't leave."

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