《Vibin' • Yoonkook [✔️]》62
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jeongguk laid in his bed inside his dorm. he groaned out in frustration. loud music from the dorm over was coming through the walls, and he was sure he had a light fever. he clutched his head in pain and tried to curl up into a ball. it didn't go away.
“are you okay, baby?”
jeongguk looked at yoongi, shaking his head. “really hot. head hurts.”
“really? let me take that temperature of yours.”
yoongi pushed himself out of his bed and opened his drawer, pulling out a thermometer. he walked over to jeongguk, handing the boy the small, thin device. jeongguk sat up, putting it under his tongue and into his mouth. yoongi pressed the button to it and they waited.
it beeped. “low fever. here, i'll get you some water and make some soup. we can watch a movie in the living room if you'd like.”
“i doubt i'd be able to hear it.”
“nonsense. come on, it's just a small walk,” yoongi said, helping the boy out of bed. jeongguk closed his eyes, sucking in a breath before pushing himself up and out of bed. he still wasn't the best at walking, but he was able to attend lectures for his major and go to other classes with his crutches.
two months had passed since he had been discharged from the hospital, and when yoongi had proposed, too. that day, when yoongi proposed to him, he had stopped. yes, it may had been only six months, and yes, jeongguk may have fallen into yoongi's arms, but that's besides the point.
he said yes.
the day to him was so clear. he could remember it like it was yesterday. he and yoongi still lived normally, like as they had before the proposal, but there was something different in the air. like admiration or a shift in their hearts.
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yoongi still took care of jeongguk, since jeongguk was pretty much hopeless. not because he couldn't walk, but because the boy simply chose not to do the simple things.
they reached the kitchen, where jeongguk pushed himself up onto the counter and sat down. he watched his boyfriend cook with interest.
“yoongi, how are you able to not get sick around me?”
“unlike you, i take care of myself,” yoongi said, smiling as he took a cup of soup out and pour it into a bowl. he put that bowl in the microwave and pressed the numbers. after putting in the amount of time, he looked at jeongguk, crossing his arms.
“you need to take care of yourself, gukie,” yoongi said, looking at jeongguk in concern. jeongguk pretended to think before smiling cheekily.
“no, too much work. showers are the only thing i'll do,” jeongguk said. yoongi looked at him, raising an eyebrow.
“you can't even stand on your own, let alone take a shower.”
“shut up don't remind me, i'm sitting down half the time haha,” jeongguk said. yoongi rolled his eyes.
“and having me help you.” the microwave beeped, and yoongi turned around, taking out the hot bowl and placing it down. he poured it into two separate bowls before handing one to jeongguk and keeping one for himself. he then made his way to the living room, setting his bowl down and looking at his fiancé.
“you coming?”
“can you help me?”
yoongi chuckled lightly, walking over and taking the bowl of soup into one hand and helping jeongguk down with the other. they struggled to listen to the movie due to the party in the dorm next to them, but their night went pretty well.
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