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Taehyung // In sickness and in health.

JennieBook  Requested this! I hope she enjoys it! Again, this is an idea for one of her future fanfictions, so please don't re-use the idea!

"Yeona, I don't ask for much off anybody, but can you please?" His voice was quiet as he spoke over the phone to her. "I don't trust anybody else to take as good care of her as you would."

Taehyung, as in the Taehyung that kept quiet and kept pushing anybody away who attempted to get close to him, was begging down the phone to his only friend Yeona. Yeona, the girl who completed all her education and was now a doctor.

"Taehyung-"

"Please Yeona..." He sounded broken. She sighed before agreeing.

"Fine, I'll take care of her and treat her. In the meantime you need to relax."

"I will do, thank you." With that he hung up.

It had been just over a week since that phone call and every day for at least three hours Yeona had went around to Taehyung's house where his Grandma lived with him to take care of her.

"Yeona..." His grandmother spoke quietly, catching the girls attention. "Go check on Taehyung, when he isn't down here with me, he's locked up in his room. I'm afraid he isn't taking care of himself."

"Will do, just shout me if you need me, okay?"

She nodded and with that Yeona went upstairs to the only bedroom. She went to knock and as her knuckles brushed the door, it swung open. There stood a tired and grubby looking Taehyung. "You're still here?" His eyes widened and Yeona nodded as she stood there, her hand falling to her side.

"Taehyung, what did I tell you over the phone? I told you that you need to relax. By that I meant take care of yourself." She sighed softly. "If you continue like this, you won't be in a fit state to mind your Grandma. Go get a bath and relax."

"No." He spoke stubbornly, looking down on the much smaller girl.

"Why not?"

"I need to make sure she's better first-"

"Kim Taehyung, go get a bath. We're both here, and I'm a doctor. So I'm trained in case she was to fall unwell for the hour maximum that you would be in the bath." Yeona scolded. "Now go for a bath-"

"Only if you wash my hair for me." He spoke quietly, a small blush on his cheeks.

"What?"

"Wash my hair for me." He spoke as if it wasn't the most strange sentence to leave his mouth. "Please, I just-"

"Fine. Just wear your underwear. I don't want to see anything." She muttered quietly.

She soon found herself knelt by the bathtub, rinsing the suds from Taehyung's hair. "There, all washed." She sighed softly. "Now you should dry off-"

She was cut off by her hand being grabbed as she stood up, and being pulled into the bath. She let out a squeal of surprise before anger took over her. "What the f-"

"Can we stay like this for a while?" His voice broke and she could almost hear the sobs threatening to overtake his voice. His arms wrapped around her.

She could feel her clothes already clinging to her skin, she sighed softly.

"Fine, but not for too long." She whispered and he raised a hand to play with her hair as her head rested on his chest.