《Innocent or Dirty?》Sick? #27
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Jimin wakes up cuddling next to Yoongi. He opens his eyes and looks at Yoongi inspecting all his little features. As Jimin looks at Yoongi, he realizes something is wrong.
Yoongi was shivering s bit in his sleep and his skin was warmer than usually. He had little beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
"Hyung. Hyung? Ar-are you sick?" Jimin shakes Yoongi trying to wake him up.
Jimin gets up from the bed and rushes to the bathroom. He grabs a small towel and wets it with water from the sink. Walking back to Yoongi, Jimin folds the towel into rectangular shape and places it on Yoongi's forehead.
"Oh no... how did you become like this?" Jimin frowns seeing in the state Yoongi's in.
"Ah! Soup. Perfect. Now let's see." Jimin takes his phone out and opens Uber Eats.
He wants to order chicken noodle soup for Yoongi but he doesn't have a credit card.
"Would he get mad? No. Right? It's for him. He wouldn't get mad. I hope." Jimin says taking out Yoongi's wallet.
He puts in the credit card information on his phone and orders the soup.
"Okay good. It'll be here in 25 minutes. What should I do?" Jimin asks himself.
He decides to clean Yoongi up a bit. Going into the bathroom, Jimin grabs another small towel and we're it with body wash and water. He goes back to Yoongi and takes the blanket off of him.
Jimin gently wipes the towel on Yoongi's torso and neck. Following with his arms, Jimin wipes Yoongi's legs leaving only one place left. Jimin looks at Yoongi's crotch and blushes.
".......He can do that later, by himself." Jimin goes into the bathroom and rinses the towel. He then wrings the towel and goes back to Yoongi wiping his body one last time with warm water.
Jimin rinses the towel again and drapes it over the sink to dry. He goes over to the bed and sees Yoongi who was still trembling.
"Hmm, what about.... body heat? Or we can turn on the heater? But don't you have to pay for that? Whatever."
Jimin dresses Yoongi with a sweater and sweats. He goes back in the bed and hugs him, pulling Yoongi close to him. He stays there, warming up Yoongi in his arms, waiting for the soup to get here.
A few minutes pass and Jimin hears a knock on the door. Jimin gets up off the bed and walks towards the door opening it. A girl with raven black hair, a button nose and glasses was standing in front.
"Jimin?!"
Jimin smiles awkwardly.
"Um..... do I know you?" He says.
"Tsk. You should. Since you're the one who stole MY man."
"Junell?"
Junell smirks, "Bingo."
"What do you want?" Jimin is now annoyed as hell.
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"Well, I got this delivered to my room, I'm pretty sure it belongs here. Wait...... is Yoongi in there?!" Junell tried to peek inside but Jimin stops her.
Jimin smiles bitterly and bats his eyelashes.
"Hm, thank you Junell, but you're not wanted." Jimin quickly grabs the soup from her hands and closes the door in her face.
"Hopefully this isn't poisonous." Jimin thinks looking at the soup he snatched from Junell.
He places the soup on the table the TV was on and went over to Yoongi to try and wake him up.
"Hyung. Wake up. Hyung?" Jimin shakes Yoongi a little bit harsher than last time.
Yoongi's eyes start to open slowly. He takes in the scenery and realizes where he's at.
"Jimin?"
"Yes baby? I'm here. Come on sit up."
Yoongi sits up slowly with the help of Jimin.
"Ah, I feel like shit."
Jimin laughs.
"You look like it. I cleaned you up a bit. But you need to brush your teeth."
Yoongi smiles for a second then stops.
"Ow."
"What's wrong?" Jimin panics.
"Nothing. My lips are chapped and it hurts when I move them."
"Oh, don't scare me like that! Now come on you need to brush your teeth so you can eat before the food becomes cold."
Yoongi nods and tries to get up, but fails miserably. Jimin giggles seeing his Hyung suffer. Jimin then helps him make his way to the bathroom so he can brush his teeth.
Yoongi walks back to the bed and sits up, his back resting on the pillowed headboard.
"When did I get in these?" Yoongi says looking at his shirt and sweats, "I vaguely remember being naked...." Yoongi groggily says.
"Silly. You have a fever. So I put clothes on you. I think your fever went down though... Anyways you have to eat! Come on." Jimin that's up from the bed and go so grab the soup. He goes back to his boyfriend and opens it letting the steam cover his face.
"So, how'd you buy this?" Yoongi asks.
"So, you promise not to be mad?" Jimin asks him back.
"Of course not! I mean unless you stole it."
Jimin laughs and shakes his head.
"Nope, I definitely did not do that. But, I did use your credit card... I'm sorry! It's just you were sick and like I didn't know what to do and like you needed to eat and you wouldn't wake up so like I had to do it myself."
"Jimin calm down." Yoongi raises
his hand to pet the other's head, which Jimin gladly lets him, "I'm not mad. Thank you. I'm sorry myself that I didn't wake up."
"Oh, well. Eat then."
"Can you feed me please?" Yoongi says looking at Jimin with puppy dog eyes.
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"Fine. I can't say no to a sick person." Jimin grabs the plastic spoon.
He placed the spoon in the soup and starts to blow on it a little before bringing the soup filled spoon up to Yoongi's mouth.
"That's actually pretty good." Yoongi compliments the food.
Jimin keeps feeding Yoongi the chicken soup, until all is consumed.
"Wow! I'm stuffed. I'm feeling sleepy again." Yoongi yawns lying back down on the bed.
"What did you eat?" Yoongi asks him.
"Um, nothing? I haven't eaten anything the whole day." Jimin admits.
"Wait.... why? What time is it?"
"Um, I don't know? And it's 2:40pm."
"Jimin.... go order yourself something right now."
"Oh, Uh. Okay. Thank you Hyung." Jimin cleans up everything's and puts it in a cheap, plastic bag.
Jimin grabs his phone and orders himself bulgogi with a side of rice and a side of kimchi while also ordering some desserts.
He goes back to the bed and sees Yoongi staring at him with adoring eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jimin asks sitting down in front of Yoongi.
"Why can't I stare at my beautiful boyfriend like that?" Yoongi tries to smile but his chapped lips don't let him.
"Aww, your lips. They must sting. Here I'll give you some of my cherry chapstick." Jimin goes check through his traveling hygiene products.
He finds the chapstick and hands it to his Hyung.
"Here you go."
"Can you apply it for me?" Yoongi puckers his lips.
Jimin giggles.
"Yeah sure." Jimin lightly presses the chapstick against Yoongi's pale and dry lips.
"There you go."
"Thank you baby." Yoongi suddenly feels a shiver throughout his whole body.
"Shit, It's cold." Yoongi hides his whole body under the blanket, leaving only his the top half of his head out.
"You look so adorable right now." Jimin mentions.
He gets on the bed and lies down next to Yoongi, getting under the covers with him.
"Hug me. I'm cold." Jimin obliges to Yoongi's request and pulls his boyfriend closer to his chest, wrapping his arms around Yoongi's waist.
"Hyung." Jimin whispers earning a 'hm?' From Yoongi.
Jimin snickers, "I love you." He whispers.
Yoongi responds by placing a kiss on Jimin's lips.
"I'm going to get sick now....."
Yoongi shrugs sleepily letting himself fall asleep in Jimin's arms. The younger smiles as he hears his boyfriend's soft snores, falling asleep himself.
A few more minutes pass by and a knock on the door was heard, waking both guys up.
"Wait, What?" Jimin mumbles sitting up.
Yoongi also sits up.
"Who is it? I don't know- Oh! It should be my food!" Jimin gets up and walks to the door.
Opening it, he sees a face he wishes he didn't recognize.
"That fucking guy left your food at our room again! Didn't you already eat? Why order more food? Fatass."
"That's not nice! Don't call me that." Jimin takes the food and frowns.
"Jimin, are you okay? Who's at the door?" Yoongi says still laying in bed.
Jimin doesn't respond. Instead he listens to Junell's rude words and feels self conscious about himself.
"Junell, you are so immature! Instead of handing me my food and going on with your day, you decide to insult me and call me rude names." Jimin confronts her.
Junell scoffs, "Please. Kid, I'm not the immature one. I'm 20 and how old are you again? Oh right 18. If anything you would be the immature one."
Jimin rolls his eyes. "You know what? You're really stupid. Im 19 and Age has nothing to do with being mature or not. I've met eight year olds with a better temperament than you."
Yoongi comes from behind Jimin.
"Baby, who are you talking to- fuck." Yoongi sees who Jimin is talking to and nearly shits his pants not knowing what was happening.
"Yoongi!" Junell says excited.
Before Yoongi could say, anything Jimin speaks up.
"I may be younger, but at least I'm the one that has Yoongi as my man. Have a good fricking day." Jimin abuts the door in her face again and takes a deep breath.
"So.... I'm your man?" Yoongi says from behind Jimin, startling him.
"Um, ye-yes? Only i-if you want to be?"
"Aw, don't get shy now. You were being so bold. It was actually pretty hot."
Jimin blushes.
"Go back to bed. You're sick." Jimin pushes past Yoongi and places his food filled bag on the table the TV was placed on.
Jimin starts taking the food out of the bag and his chopsticks.
"So," Yoongi starts talking, debating whether to talk about Junell or not, "Want to watch some TV? How about a movie?" Yoongi decides to avoid the topic.
"Sure. Let me bring my food." Jimin prepares to eat his food and sets it on one of the night stands.
He gets under the sheets with Yoongi and sits up resting his back on the pillow and headboard.
"Ooh, looks like they're about to play Titanic. Want to watch that?"
"Sure. I've never watched it though. My dad never let me cause he said it was inappropriate."
"Well then. You're going to watch it now."
Yoongi puts the movie on. Jimin eats his food during the movie. Once he was done eating, he placed the empty plastic bowls on the night stand and slouches a bit continuing to watch the movie.
"I'm glad you ate well." Yoongi says still watching the movie.
"I am too. The food was delicious." Jimin giggles.
"I'm glad."
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