My Omega That Acts Like an Alpha

六十

Jimin Pov

When Yoongi left the basement he started sneezing and sniffing like a lot. Every hour at least 10 kitten sneezes can be heard coming from his office. I mean it's adorable but not adorable if he is getting sick.

"38.5 degrees." Woozi pulled out a thermometer from between Yoongi's lips 

 "It's official. You are sick."

"I am not sick." Yoongi shook his head in defiance. "I have a cold."

"You do have a cold, which makes you sick." Woozi scoffed at his brother's stubbornness.

"Having a cold does not make me sick. It's just the sniffles." Yoongi complained, sounding like a chipmunk with a nasal disorder.

"Not according to your body temperature," Woozi said, writing down Yoongi's temperature. "How does your stomach feel?" he patted Yoongi's stomach and the leader whined in pain.

"Wow." I chuckled. "I haven't heard that sound since..."

"Last night?" Woozi eyed him suspiciously, raising a careful eyebrow. "I'm surprised you didn't catch anything."

"Of course not,  I am as healthy as I can be." Woozi rolls his eyes at me.

"He gave it to me." Yoongi pointed at me weakly. "He was sick a few days ago."

"Well, I'm ordering three days of bed rest until further notice," Woozi said. "You are not allowed to leave this hospital until I say so."

"But I have a job." The leader protested.

"Let the dumb Alphas handle it, that's what a second-in-command is for."

"Don't worry babe. I'll take care of the place while you focus on getting better."

"There is a lot going on though." Yoongi coughed.

"I can handle it."

"I would say no but I feel like an entire elephant is sitting on my chest right now." My baby whined.

"Can't you give me some steroids and call it a day?" Yoongi moaned weakly, his throat feeling dry and uncomfortable.

"I know you used to run a drug ring but I'm a doctor okay?" Woozi said. "And I say, no."

"I'm your leader."

"I'm your doctor." Woozi grinned. "You're on my turf now, and I say, it's time to rest."

"The pack needs me."

"They need you healthy, not sounding like Janis Joplin on her 10th cigarette."

 "Oh fuck you." Yoongi cursed, rolling on his side.

"Would you like your medication in pills or liquid?"

"I'm not a baby."

"Liquid?"

"With honey please."

"Sure." Woozi grinned, pulling the sheets over Yoongi's cold body. "Whatever you say, boss."

 I just laughed softly, kissing Yoongi comfortingly. "I will stop by tonight." With that, I gave Woozi a fist bump and left the VIP Ward.