Your POV:
When we reached the house all the boys except Namjoon were worried. They asked where we were and why we took so long to get home. Yoongi just walked past them and closed his door with a loud noise. Then all those eyes were on me but they didn't say a word. One by one they went to their previous activities, again, except Namjoon, who just stood there looking at me.
"Are you ready to finish that conversation?" He came closer to say that so no one would hear it. I shook my head and he sighed "Look, I know it's not your fault or anything but please, just take a second to think about it and answer the poor boy" I looked at him in disbelief "Come on (Y/N), I've lived with him for so long, give me credit"
"I'll think about it" And I was about to walk away when his next words made me stop.
"He admitted to us this morning. Usually he is not one to share feelings. You're making him act weird" And then he just left. I took all of that information and locked myself in the room for the night.
Since I slept almost all day I couldn't sleep. At least that was the reason I was going to give the next morning if someone would ask me about the dark circles around my eyes. When the sun came I started to feel sick.
I could hear the fuss of the boys getting up and I saw that it was almost time to leave. I must have taken a nap. I grabbed my stuff and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. I was feeling really cold so I went and fast as I could back to my room to put warmer clothes. When I appeared in the living room the boys greeted me good morning and I mumbled back, sitting in the nearest empty chair.
I guess I just sat there staring at nothing and trying not to pass out because right after I felt Jimin's hand on my forehead.
"(Y/N) you're burning!" He exclaimed and all the attention came towards me.
"I'm fine"
"No you're not. Hyung, please get the thermometer" He replied, and someone left the room and came back, handing him the damn thing "(Y/N) let me take your temperature"
"I said I'm fine" I angrily shook my arm off of his but then a hand grabbed me by my wrist.
"(Y/N), just make it easier for both of us and let me get your fucking temperature" Jimin's soft voice was replaced by a cold one and I knew this was Yoongi. I didn't even make eye contact, I just took the thermometer out of his hand to put it on me.
The guys kept chatting while I waited for the thing to bip. When it did I took it off and handed to someone to check it for me, cause I was really tired and didn't want to discuss with anyone.
"40oC degrees! (104oF I guess). You have to go to bed" Jin said.
"I have to work"
"Work? You can't even stand." Yoongi said in a mocking tone. He was starting to piss me off.
"I can't simply take the day off" I retorted.
"Just die then if that's what you want" He answered.
"Woah Yoongi calm down. Don't be such an asshole" Namjoon said.
"She won't do anything anyway, she can't even write songs anymore. She's just a burden"
His words hit me like a brick wall. I felt the back of my eyes sting a little and I blinked a few times, refusing to cry. I simply got up and went back to my room, locking the door in the process.
Author's Note:
The thermometer part, I don't know where you guys use it to check the temperature, so I just didn't specify where. In my country we use Celsius, I just used Google to convert it for me, that's why it may be a little different.
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