Unconditionally| Min Yoongi x Reader

Chapter 10

(Y/n's POV)

I sorted through my suitcase, putting pants and shirts in their designated drawers. After, grabbing my toiletries and putting them in the bathroom. Such as shampoo, conditioner and body wash in the shower. When I turn around I'm greeted by a Seokjin standing right behind me.

"Fuck..." I grab my chest out of fear. "Where did you come from?" I ask as I snuck around him to get back to my suitcase. Seokjin giggles, sitting down next to my suitcase.

"I just walked in and saw you weren't here. I took a guess." He said. I nod my head as I continued to unpack. "Are you okay?" He asks. I turn around and smile.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Seokjin raises his brow, knowing I wasn't being fully honest so I give in. "I guess I'm just a bit disoriented? New place y'know. Besides my chief and I had left on a not-so-very-good term." I admit.

It was true. After Taehyung had finished scolding me for my unprofessionalism, he had gone home. I never got to apologize or talk with him after. I tried messaging him but never got a response, so I'm going to assume he's still upset with me. I don't blame him, I'd be upset too.

"I understand, I'm sorry," Seokjin says and I shrug. "When you're ready, Yoongi has woken up and would like some help." He says standing and walking out. 

I nod. I wasn't sure what the plan was when it came to medications, I'm sure the hospital sent everything in bulk for me to use while I stayed here. One can hope. What I'm most worried about is the possibility of his foot becoming infected...then what?

I finish up unpacking and setting everything in a designated spot before leaving the room and heading downstairs. Seokjin never told me where to go, so I'm assuming downstairs is where either him or Yoongi could be.

"Seokjin?" I call, echoing through the house. Woah. 

"In the kitchen!" He yells back. As if I would knew where that was...

I wonder through the long entrance and turn left, where I find...the kitchen! Seokjin swivels around in the chair and smiles. "Yoongi is this way," He hops off as I follow him to back up the staircase where my room was, only turning in the opposite direction.

I admire the photos on the wall. He had a few family photo's hanging, him and some woman who I assumed to be his mother or sister...if he had either. But most of them were of his team. 

"Yoongi?" Seokjin knocks on the door before walking in. I walk quietly behind him, my eyes widening at the mess that had accumulated in his room. Candy wrappers, chip bags, dirty dishes as well as plastic water bottles littered all over his room. I mean...at least he's drinking water.

Seokjin kicks around a few pieces of trash to let me in the room all the way. "Evening Yoongi." I wave. Yoongi raises his eyebrows, those and his eyes being the only thing peeking out of his comforter. My eyes scan around the room as I tried to avoid the awkward tension that was growing. 

Seokjin clears his throat. "Y/n!" He claps his hand causing Yoongi and I to jump. "I have your medical supplies over here," He walks over to the closet and pulls out a large box filled with supplies. "Taehyung had someone drop it off this morning." He said causing me to frown.

I missed Taehyung.

"Oh, thank you," I smile, looking towards Yoongi. "I'll check your vitals once you've fully woken up. But for now I'm going to let you know who your physical therapist is as well as what you will be getting medication wise until you're fully healed." I explained.

Honestly, I was a little confused as to why I was here. Probably to make sure he doesn't fuck something up and bust his suture open. He was released early anyway, I guess this makes a little bit of sense. 

Yoongi sits up in bed, flattening out the comforter. I adjust my posture. "Your new physical therapist is Jeon Jeongguk. He's the best out there so I want you to have a good attitude towards him."

"What do you mean attitude? I always have a good attitude!" He exclaims. Seokjin and I both raise our brows. Yoongi scratches the back of his neck. "Ok maybe I've had an attitude in the past..."

I shook my head. "Anyway, your new device is going to be a little scooter that you rest your leg on. It should help you get around." Yoongi's eyes widen like a child. Hope he realizes it won't be like a razor scooter you ride around the neighborhood...

"When does Jeongguk start?" Seokjin asks, letting him know he'll be around tomorrow. "Good, I'm glad we have everything settled. I'm going to go make dinner." Seokjin leaves with a smile.

Yoongi and I look at each other once more before I turn around and begin to leave the room, being stopped by Yoongi's voice. "Uhm, thanks," He sheepishly says. I turn around and smile. "I really appreciate your help." He continued.

"It's no big deal, happy to help." It was a big deal and I was not happy.

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I leave my room as soon as Seokjin had called us down for dinner. But I wasn't entirely sure how Yoongi was going to get down...he's practically crippled. "Seokjin," I say in a questioning tone. He looks over with a raised brow. "How is Yoongi going to get down?" I ask.

"I was going to go up and carry him down." Seokjin and I laughed. Can't wait to see that.

And it was true, I was so happy I was able to see Yoongi being carried down the stairs, bridal style, by the one and only Kim Seokjin. It was a sight to see, my head was thrown back in laughter, as was Seokjin's.

Yoongi wasn't too thrilled, you could see the annoyance in his eyes. "Seokjin. Set me down." He demanded. Seokjin walked a little farther and set him down in his seat, Yoongi grabbing the fork and pointing it towards me. "You better not say anything, so help me." He whispered.

I zipped my lips, not wanting to upset the little demon inside of him. "It'll never leave my mouth, I swear on it." I say with a giggle. I was surprised as to how comfortable I had gotten here after it being only a few hours. 

The three of us ate in peace, nice music playing in the background. After finishing I grab my plate and leave to set it in the sink, but Seokjin had stopped me. "You can just leave it Y/n, the maids will get it." He said.

"I can do it, I'm fully capable of bringing my own dish to the sink." I say, giving Yoongi the look of 'look what I can do that you cant'. He didn't enjoy that.

Seokjin shrugged. "Whatever floats your boat I guess." He mumbled.

After setting my dish in the sink I headed back upstairs where I showered and got ready for bed, but not actually going to bed. As I entered the room I came to fully realize that this was going to be my home for the next few weeks. I was going to be eating, sleeping and living in the same house with the boy I had a massive crush on in high school...

Never did I think I would become this elite.

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(EDITED)

Howdy, finished a final today and passed. WHOOP.

Thanks for reading!