Today was a weekend. No school, no projects, no homework. So, you decided to clean up your room.
When you finished tidying up, you laid down your bed and sighed, thinking of your boyfriend, Jongho. You two haven't seen each other for a long time since you were busy with your uni and he was busy preparing for his comeback.
Yes, he's an idol. A member of ATEEZ to be exact.
Seeing as both of you were really busy, and rarely got to spend time together, you still managed to communicate. FaceTiming every morning and every night. Jongho wasn't the showy and clingy type but whenever you two were along, he always acts like a baby making you wonder if that guy was actually in his 20s.
You just stared at the ceiling smiling as you pictured him, when your phone suddenly rang. Someone was calling.
You frowned, wondering who it would be. Grabbing the phone from the nightstand, you looked at the caller ID and saw Mingi, one of Jongho's friends and members, calling.
Weird. Mingi never called you unless he was asking for your help on a prank.
Nonetheless, you accepted the call.
"Y/N!" He yelled making you wince and remove the phone from your ear.
"Yah! Why are you yelling?" You complained, furrowing your brows.
Different voices and clattering were heard from the background so you guessed that they were practicing right now.
"Opss, sorry. But it's about Jongho." Hearing his name, you immediately sat up from your bed.
"Why? What about Jongho?" You asked, suddenly feeling worried about the said boy.
"He was having a high fever this morning, so he couldn't make to practice. Me guesses that he's been working himself out again, you know, the comeback getting to him." You sighed and went to your closet to change your clothes.
"Is anyone home?" You asked
"No one, everyone is at practice." He said and more loud noises were heard.
"Don't worry, leave him to me."
"Thank god! Seonghwa hyung said the medicines are in his bedside table. Gotta go now Y/N, bye!"
You quickly changed your clothes, grabbed your car keys and other things, then headed to ATEEZ's dorm. When you arrived, you immediately made your way in and since you have been given a spare key to their dorm you didn't waste anytime and just entered.
Noticing the silence, you sighed.
"Jongho must be sleeping in his room..." you mumbled and made your way to the kitchen and prepared food for him.
After cooking, you went upstairs and proceeded to his room, knocking twice before entering.
"Baby..." you whispered, seeing him wrapped up in a blanket, his eyes peeking through the covers, staring at you.
"Y/N..." he said, coming out as a whisper due to the raspiness of his voice.
"Hey, Mingi called me saying you're sick. Have you taken your medicines?" You asked as soon as you went beside him.
You placed the food tray on his bedside table, and sat on his bed, placing your hand onto his forehead and frowning when you felt his temperature.
"You're so hot babe." You said making him chuckle softly.
"I already know that baby." You shook your head. He's already sick and still won't stop teasing you.
"I made food, sit up so you could eat." You helped him up and pulled the blankets down to his lap.
Grabbing the bowl, you started to feed him, which surprisingly, he didn't put on a fight. Usually when he's sick, he doesn't want to eat instead he just asks for an apple juice.
"Damn this cold, I should be at the company right now, practicing for the comeback, but instead here I am, looking like a bed ridden idiot." He huffed, a deep frown in his face.
You sighed.
Why are idols so hard on themselves? They're human too, their physical and mental health can only take on so much. They really need to rest every once in a while.
"Babe, don't be so hard on yourself. I know you're feeling pressured 'cause you're the main vocal of you group but take a rest every once in a while will 'ya? Do you think the ATINYs would like it if they knew that their idols are sick? You and the other guys should ease down a bit okay?" You said and ruffled his hair.
He said nothing and just pouted, knowing you were right, as always. He just nodded his head and continued to eat, grabbing the bowl and spoon from your hands.
Seeing as he was busy eating, you excused yourself and went to the kitchen to grab an apple juice for him but unfortunately there was none.
There were apples though, a lot of them actually.
You eyed the kitchen counter and saw the juicer. Your eyes looking back and forth between the apple and the juicer. And that's when an idea came to your mind.
You grabbed the apples and went to Jongho's room. He was playing with his phone, the food long gone. His eyes landed on you carrying a tray filled with apples and raised a brow at you.
"What are you doing babe?" He questioned.
"Have you taken your medicine?" He nodded his head, still staring at the tray.
"You guys are all out of apple juice, so I just decided to make one myself since you guys have a juicer here, why not make use of it?" You said and pushed the tray towards him.
"And you want me to break the apples? Why is that?" He chuckled, grabbing one apple.
"B-because... uhhh... t-the knife is m-missing yeah, that's it." You chuckled and scratched the back of your neck.
I mean, is it bad that you want to see your boyfriend break some apples with his bare hands?
"But I'm sick babe." He stated, so without no choice you gave him your puppy eyes, which he knows he'll fall for.
"Please babyy~" you cooed and pouted making him sigh in defeat and started breaking apples. (A/N: LMAOOO never gets old)
You just stared at him in awe. How can this guy be so strong? And not to mention, he's sick. He should be losing his strength but here he is, breaking goddamn apples.
When he finished, you kissed his cheek and went back downstairs to prepare his apple juice. A few minutes later, you went to his room and saw him sleeping soundly.
You placed the glass in the bedside table and gently shook him but he didn't budge.
"Baby~ wake up for a bit~ your apple juice is hear~" you whispered in his ear, making him groan softly and open his eyes a bit.
You showed him the glass and handed it to him as he drank it all in one drink. You placed the glass back on the table and ushered him to move a bit on his bed.
Laying down his bed, you scooped him in your embrace and played with his hair, his face in the crook of your neck, sending shivers down your spine as his hot breath tickled your skin.
"Let's go to sleep okay? You'll feel better when you wake up and when you do, no practice for you okay? You still need rest." You mumbled against his hair, which he only nodded to.
You kissed his forehead, "Get well soon baby~" eventually, you also ended up falling asleep, cuddling with the sick babie.
