I woke up before Yoongi to make him something to eat. "There". I placed a tray on the nightstand and watched Yoongi sleep. "I fucking hate my kindness". I blurt out. "Do I look good?". Yoongi's eyes suddenly pop open and I jumped back. "Your face!". Yoongi starts wheezing and I stare at him.

"What's...". Yoongi stops talking when I place my hand on his forehead. "You don't seem like you have a fever". I said and Yoongi's face goes red. "I-I never said I was sick". Yoongi looks away and I raised a brow. "But you looked tired". I said. "Don't worry about it". Yoongi says. I stare at him before sighing.

"Look, I know you don't want to talk about whatever you're going through but... I'll listen when you're ready". I said and Yoongi looks at me. "Aww... You're being nice to me". Yoongi laughs. "Shut the hell up!". I yelled. "What? I thought it was cute". Yoongi says. "Just eat!". I shouted. "I get to eat your ass". Yoongi blinks.

"Wow... Ok". I sighed. "And no you asshole". I pointed to the nightstand.

"You got these for me?". Yoongi asked. "I... Made these". I blushed. "You... Did?". Yoongi says shocked. "Yo-you got a problem?". I looked at him and my eyes widened.

"Thank you Jimin". Yoongi smiled widely at me and I felt my cheeks go hot. "I-I have to... Mop my broom". I ran out my room. Yoongi watched Jimin leave with his smile plastered on his face.

"Adorable".