Namjoon Oneshot Collection

(FLUFF X READER) Speak up!

You had known going to sleep with a sore throat last night, without taking some pills was a bad idea. Now you were dreading how hard today would be.

You tried to say Namjoon's name, even if it was a hoarse whisper it would be good enough, but you physically could not speak. Said man was also snoring away heavily, so you opted for plan B; shaking his limp body awake. "Hm? Kitten, stop" Namjoon chuckled, encasing his arms around you, his head nuzzling into your chest. You tried pushing him away but he wouldn't budge, so you pulled his hair to get him to look up at you. "Ow! Someone's feisty this morning" he chuckled, grimacing as you hit him again.

"What's wrong? Do you need to pee or something?" he chuckled as you kept fighting against his grasp. You opened your mouth to speak, though only a gasp and a croaking sound were audible, making your cheeks flushed red in embarrassment. "Honey... is there actually something wrong?" a look of concern washed over his facial features, which would've made you laugh if you actually could. Opening up your phone, you clicked onto the notes app to type; I've lost my voice from my sore throat last night :(

Namjoon read your message as you presented the screen in front of him, making you question why he began laughing. You gave him a look to say 'You're dead meat' which made him try to stop his laughter, his hand covering his mouth. "I'm sorry... but you actually can't talk? Like... at all?" he asked, smiling slightly as you shook your head. "My Jagiya is so cute! I'll ring your work to tell you that you can't come in today, which means you can spend the whole day with me! It's almost as if you purposely lost your voice just so you could stay here with me on my day off" he teased, chuckling as you kicked him with your foot.

"Okay, okay! I'm sorry! Don't worry, I'll look after you today" he pecked your lips, making you crinkle your nose slightly due to his morning breath. Exhaling, you stretched as you got out of bed, deciding to change out of your pyjamas into some jeans and one of Namjoon's hoodies since it was quite chilly today. Namjoon on the other hand strolled out into the kitchen in just his boxers, deciding to try and make you some nice warm soup to help your throat.

The key word there, was 'try'

"I'm really sorry sweetheart, here have some tea instead" he said solemnly, as you had to make yourself some toast (his soup didn't exactly taste quite right). Something to do with pouring in too much salt was all you heard him cursing about. "How are you feeling?" he asked, placing a cool hand onto your forehead, his fingers trailing down your throat afterwards - which surprisingly made it feel slightly less hot for a moment. "M-kay" you managed to whisper, Cuddling into his side.

"Babe, I don't even have a shirt on" he chuckled, stroking your mop of hair, "I'm... pain" you murmured, hiding into his honey skin as he simply laughed. "It's so funny that you can't speak considering how much you normally talk" he teased, squirming when you pinched his arm.

Namjoon's bickering continued for most of the day, and you wished you could talk because he was starting to get on your nerves, things like:

I can't hear you babe?

Speak up!

Did you say something?

He kept joking around, though after a while he seemed to find a bit more concern for you, even though you felt just fine. "What, doing?" You croaked, your voice hoarse. "My mom always said to kiss your boo boo better" he chuckled, gently pressing wet kisses all the way down your neck. You managed to inhale sharply, the sound making Namjoon snap his head up in your direction. "Sorry baby, didn't mean to get you all riled up" he teased, kissing you one last time with his soft, plush lips against your own.

Once he finally put on some clothes, Namjoon decided to join you on the couch, only of course after throwing every type of medicine, hot drink and cough sweet at you. He had been googling all afternoon how to 'fix your voice' because no matter how much he denied it, he was already missing you talking to him. It felt like he was a crazy man having a one sided conversation all day.

"Babyyyyyy" he whined, snuggling up into you, getting bored of the tv show you had been watching. "W-what?" you said, voice hoarse from not being used all day. "I love you so much and I'm dying here because you can't talk to me! How is that physically possible?? I feel like this is karma because I pretended to be mad at you the other day" he kept rambling, though you were ignoring him, smiling to yourself as you carded your fingers through his soft hair. "Fine, Namjoon... love you" you croaked, holding one of his hands in your own.

Little did he know that you had been recording him being whiny, and his BTS group chat was now being flooded with witty insults from the other members.

"Very funny Y/N, just because you can't speak right now, I'll make you lose your voice twice as hard after I'm done with you..." he smirked.

What had you gotten yourself into?