It had a been a long week of practicing, since there were performances getting ready to coming up very soon for Namjoon. He wasn't one for over-perfecting his performances, but he also knew that many of his family and friends would be watching him. Unfortunately, this resulted in various aches and pains throughout his body that he, of course, made you rub about. You apparently had the 'hands of a god/goddess', so this had always been a constant.
It was the night before the big show and he body was so stiff, that you were surprised that Joon was able to move his body.
"Baby, I told you to take a break and you refused to," you scolded as you pressed your knuckles into his back.
"You know that I need everything to be perfect!"
You rolled your eyes and push your thumbs into his lower back rubbing in slow circles. You moved up and made sure you didn't miss an inch; you stopped on occasions when you would hear groans or quiet hisses.
You mentally made a note to yourself to make sure he never overworked himself like this again, no matter if he had a big performance coming up or not. You finished at his shoulders, telling him to stay there until you were back.
"Honey where are the worse spots?" You ask as you were opening the heat patches.
Joon pointed to his worse spots at the base of his neck, lower back, and shoulders. After you were all finished you threw a shirt at him and told him that it was bedtime. He happily complied since he was exhausted and needed the rest before the long day tomorrow.
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You woke Joon up a bit late in the morning, but still with plenty of time to get ready. You made sure he started off with a hot shower before you repeated the process from last night.
After you were done, the both of you enjoyed a nice breakfast before sending him off to the studio. Later that night, you would go to see his performance and see what he killed his body over.
Once home, you made sure to rub his back once more, though you knew you would be doing this for the next week, and sent him to bed.
"You did amazing baby," you spoke as you kissed his cheek and snuggled into his side.
"All thanks to your magical hands," he smiled as he used his free hand to do a mix of spirit fingers and jazz hand(s).
You smiled and playfully hit him before giving him a final kiss and falling asleep in his (sore) arms.
(A/N): I promise I'll be uploading slowly but surely. Work and school combined are killing me 🥵
