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Thanks:Jimin

Summary: Y/n was sick and jimin has to take care of her.

It was a big day for Jimin today, so you knew that you would have to conceal the fact that you were sick. If he knew that you were sick then your loving boyfriend would not go to the awards show and that wasn't acceptable. So you conceal the fact that you don't feel good.

"Y/N are you feeling alright?" Taehyung asks, noting the fact that you have been quiet for the majority of the day. You quickly nod, but feel the world start to spin. You have to grip the edge of the counter in order to not fall onto your head. Tae puts his hand onto your forehead and frowns. "You feel kind of hot. . ."

"TaeTae please don't tell Jiminie," you beg your boyfriends best friend. Tae and Jimin had went out for a guys' night and Tae was too drunk to go back to his own apartment so he stayed over at your shared flat.

"Boo," Tae started. You shook your head as your vision began to swim again.

"No! Tae I'll just take like five aspirin or Paracetamol," you beg. He sighs. "I'll take it easy tomorrow, please? I don't want Jimin to miss out on this awards show. You know he will if he knows!"

"Fine. But if you get worse I'm going to tell him," Tae warned. You nodded and then Chim spoke making you both jump.

"Tell him what?" Jimin croaked, hungover from the night before.

"What she's getting Jin for his birthday," Tae said lying to his best friend. You felt awful, but you also knew that there was going to be no way that Jimin would let you or even himself attend the show tonight.

"Oh," Jimin muttered before pressing a kiss to the back of your neck. You chuckled nervously and turned around.

"I'm going to go get a shower," you announce before walking carefully up the stairs and into your ensuite bathroom. While the water was warming you quickly take five Paracetamol tabs and get into the bath.

Throughout the day the other guys give you concerned looks as you were too quiet. You didn't want to talk much in order to give away the raspyness of your voice or the fact that your stomach was rolling with the fever that was overwhelming your body. You bundled up, warm leggings and one of Jimin's favorite hoodies, even though it was nearly 80 degrees outside.

"You alright?" Hobi asked you concerned when you told them that you were going to get ready for the awards show tonight.

"I'm fine Hobi," you say quietly but firmly. Tae presses his lips together but doesn't say anything. Hobi nods his head but doesn't look quite convinced and neither do the others barring Jimin. You get dressed in the outfit that the cordi-noonas had picked out for you a week ago and do your hair and makeup before quickly taking another five tablets.

"Whoo!" Jungkook whistles at you as you descend the stairs - with a death grip as you don't want to take a tumble down the stairs. Jimin gives you a soft smile and pulls you to his side when you finally reach the bottom.

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"You look beautiful Y/N," Jimin smiles at you. You blush, not fever induced, and kiss his cheek gently. You giggle as you leave a lipstick mark and quickly wipe it off.

"Let's go!" Tae and Hobi suddenly shout.

Later that night you were barely hanging on. Tae and Jin kept shooting you concerned looks but you kept brushing them off. You felt your stomach swirling as everyone ate dinner, then your dazed and confused mind couldn't focus on the awards ceremony. You heard cheering, but you couldn't focus on anything at the moment.

"Bangtan Sonyeondan!" You hear the host shout and the guys got up to accept their award. You smiled weakly and waved as the guys gave their acceptance speech. The crowd suddenly aww'd and Taemin, sitting behind you gave you a weak push.

"What?" You murmur.

"Go up on stage!" Taemin hisses to you. Dizzily you get up and walk staggering to the stage. Sweat was building on the edge of your hairline and the lights were making you feel almost drunk. Tae and Jungkook help you onto the stage and brought you nearer to where the boys were standing. Jimin looked paler than normal and almost sick to his stomach.

"Y/N I have never felt this way about anyone before. I love you with all of my heart and I want you to know this. I also wanted to ask you . . . if you would do me the honor of being my wife?" Jimin knelt down and pulled out a small jewelry box. You feel like the walls are spinning and you try to focus on Jimin but can't. You open your mouth several times to say yes, but everything feels kind of surreal.

Black spots begin to form in front of your eyes and the voices coming from the guys sound so far away. You look down at a stricken Jimin, who suddenly realizes that something isn't quite right as the spinning gets worse. Your eyes roll back into your head before you feel nothing at all. . . .

"Not to tell you!" Tae shouted as your consciousness came back. You blink slowly as you hear the beeping of machines in the same room as you. Hearing you moan they quiet down and you hear multiple pairs of feet come over to your bed.

"Princess how do you feel?" Jimin's face bends over your eyes so that you can look up at him. Blinking tiredly you smile up at your boyfriend.

"I'm tired," you complain. He laughs.

"You gave us quite a scare, Y/N," Namjoon scolds. You turn to look at your best friend. "Why didn't you just tell us you were sick?"

"Because I didn't want to ruin the night for you guys. Jimin would have refused to go and I wanted to go as well," you say, looking down at the white blankets.

"What do you remember from that night?" Yoongi asks, looking at you curiously. You know that something extravagant happened but you just can't remember what that was.

"Honestly not a whole lot," you whisper. "I remember Taemin whispering something to me, and Jimin on his knee . . ." You gasp as it begins to sink in. "Chim?"

"Yes Princess?" Jimin says, his brown eyes filled with his concern and nervousness.

"You proposed?" You ask, tears beginning to well in Y/E/C eyes. He nods.

"Though I've never seen quite a reaction like that before, love," Yoongi laughs. You shook him a glare, the cheeky little . . .

"I'm sorry I passed out on you," you say, feeling embarrassed. Jimin chuckles a little bit.

"No big deal," Jimin nervously rubs the back of his neck.

"It is a big deal Jimin! And my answer is yes," you say. Jimin turns to look at you before kissing you gently much to the displeasure of the rest of those assembled in the room.

"Good, because no wasn't really an option," Jimin growled in your ear before sliding the ring onto your finger.

Haya I'm here,this is honestly one of my favorite characters ever. Omg I love this it took quite a while to think about what it's going to be about but u love it . Also thank you for all your support people and for reading my stories.love 😘😘😘