Rosé used the spare key you gave her to let herself into your house.
She quietly closed the door behind her and slid her phone back into her pocket. She felt a little anxious as she looked around to find all the lights in the house off.
The house was completely silent and when she walked into your kitchen she noticed that you had no dirty dishes in the sink, indicating that you probably haven't eaten anything since you called her this morning to tell her that you couldn't make it to your date tonight because you were too sick.
She turned the lights on in the living room just to check and see if you were there. It was empty though, so she started to make her way up to your bedroom. She took the stairs one by one and as quietly as she possibly could.
She tiptoed down the hallway and over to your bedroom door. It was open only a crack but she peeked inside, relieved to find you safe in bed, and curled up under your blankets. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip when she pushed the bedroom door open only to hear it creak a little.
You didn't move even a finger though and when she got closer to you she noticed just how sick you looked. There were a few beads of sweat rolling down your skin and she noticed there was a bucket beside your bed, although it was thankfully empty.
"My poor baby." She whispered sadly as she gently laid her hand on your back.
She turned her head to find that you had thrown on a show you love. The volume was really low, so it wouldn't disturb you. But it was nice to just have it playing in the background. She understood that.
She sat on the edge of the bed beside you. She moved her hand along your back to feel that it was clinging to your skin because of the sweat rolling down your body. She managed to feel your forehead without you waking up. Your skin was hot against the tips of her fingers, causing a rush of sadness to come over her.
It wasn't that she didn't believe you when you told her that you were sick and couldn't make your date. You've been together for a few months now and you've always been honest with each other.
She just didn't think that you were this sick and she kicked herself a little for trying to call you time and time again instead of coming over to check on you sooner.
She brushed her hand along your back absentmindedly, as she got caught up in her thoughts. She only stopped when you stirred and started to open your eyes.
"Rosé?"
"Shh." She whispered softly. "It's alright. I'm sorry I woke you up. I just got really worried about you. You weren't answering your phone and I know you said you were sick but I didn't think you were this sick."
You coughed into your elbow and closed your eyes before fighting to open them again.
"I'm sorry. I just feel horrible."
"Don't be sorry. I understand." She whispered. "I'm sorry, honey. I can see that you don't feel good. When is the last time you ate?"
"I tried to eat this morning but I couldn't keep it down so I haven't tried since. I'm scared I'll throw up again."
"Why don't I go to the store? I'll get you some soup. That'll probably be alright on your stomach. It's worth a shot and if your throat hurts, it'll soothe your throat."
You shook your head and reached for her hands. "Don't go. I don't want you to go." You pleaded. "I know you're worried about me and that I need to try and eat but I'll try later. Just for right now, can you please hold me?"
She cracked a small, sad smile and said,
"You know I can never say no to you."
She lied down beside you and pulled you into her arms. "And I especially can't say no to you when you're sick." She chuckled and watched you smile just a little before you closed your heavy eyes. "I love you so much. I was so worried about you."
"I'm sorry."
"It's alright. I'm here with you now and I know you're safe and sound. If you need anything don't hesitate to ask me."
"Okay. I need you to stay the night with me then."
She chuckled softly in your ear then kissed your forehead. "Okay, my love. I can do that. I'll also take a trip to the store and get you some stuff to help you like some soup and cough drops."
"Thank you."
"Don't thank me, Y/N. You're my girl, I love and care about you more than you'll ever know. Now get some sleep. I'm right here and I won't let you go." She promised and laid a few more kisses to your head. "Have sweet dreams. I'm right here if you need me."
"Love you," you whispered before falling asleep, already feeling a tiny bit better now that she was here to hold you and keep you safe.

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Rosé Imagines (gxg)
FanfictionTHANK YOU FOR ONE MILLION READS!!! Requested 🌹 Female reader imagines with Rosé of BLACKPINK!! Message me if you have any requests. I don't write smut or personal imagines. - please don't copy my stories and especially not my requests. If you do c...