scenario: jimin happens to catch a terrible cold, and so his boyfriend, jungkook, comes over to take care of him
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short, sweet and quite possibly, a fluffy chapter
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The harsh temperatures the night before, were not nice to Jimin. He had never anticipated to wake up feeling like death, like his body was denying the ability to take in air, all it took was one mistake to quickly fall ill, and a full week for your body to crave the need of some serious bed rest.
Jimin's nose felt stuffy, head felt dizzy, stomach in knots, and his body was breaking out in a cold sweats. It was midway through Autumn, he could only compare his sickness to many things, but he had never felt this sick in a long time. Jimin found it difficult to even stand up and head to the kitchen for a glass of water, before he was attacked with fatigue and strong desire to cough his lungs out.
"Baby, you okay? You sound sick." Jungkook spoke through the phone, Jimin held it close to his ear as he snuggled into his bed for warmth.
"I feel awful, Kook-ah. I think I might've caught a really bad cold." Jimin rasped, coughing harshly into his pillow.
"The cold would not cause you to be this horribly sick, are you taking in medicine? Are you resting like you should?"
"...Y-Yes."
"Don't lie to me, baby. Do you need me to come over?" Jungkook questioned, and as he was about to protest, the younger beat him to it.
"Don't do anything, I'll be there soon."
Jimin sighed, he could be really contagious and Jungkook would exposed to it.
Jungkook was stubborn, however, he would never leave Jimin to care for himself. Even on days were he weren't sick, he'd come over and cook for him, hang around all-day until it was Jimin's bedtime. Maybe a few hours past. And there only a few times where he would stay over, according to his work schedule, of course.
He'd thought time after time, and told the boy it'd be easier if he'd just move in. But he wasn't sure if that were a step Jungkook was ready to take. With his boyfriend on his mind, Jimin fell into a short nap, whilst his stomach grumbled and gurgled hungrily, he waited for him to show up.
Jungkook had arrived in ten minutes, entering the house with his spare key to find the living room and kitchen empty. Untouched, and Jimin's house slippers were right where he had left them last night. With a bag of food in hand, Jungkook walked into the hallway and knocked lightly on the bedroom door.
