Stay With Me

10

Minho's Perspective

I walked up the stairs of the homestead to Y/N's room, carrying a pack of crackers with me, hopefully they would help her feel better. I was worried. She was fine this morning when she was giving us runners our lunch packs.

I had asked Clint how long she'd been in bed and he'd told me she went up to her room around noon and only came out of her room to use the bathroom. I hope she's okay, I thought to myself as I reached the second floor. I walked down the hall and found her door. I knocked lightly and poked my head into the room. As soon as I did a pillow came flying at my face from somewhere beneath a pile of blankets.

"WOAH!"

"Minho!"she exclaimed, sitting up from under the mass of fabric, "I'm so sorry! Come in."

"No no, it's," I chuckled under my breath as I picked up the pillow and entered the room, "it's fine." She smiled and took the pillow from me. I handed her the crackers.

"Here," I said, "they'll help, I think, since you haven't eaten."

"Thanks," she replied.

"Anytime. So, what's the problem girly girl?" She blushed suddenly, clearly uncomfortable.

"Um. Girl stuff."

"Aha. Well, uh... how's the girl stuff making you sick?" Ugh. I wanted to help her, but this was... uncomfortable.

"Uhhhh..."

"Oh okay good to know we're both uncomfortable." We both laughed.

"Ugh ouch," she gripped her stomach, clearly in pain.

I went and knelt by her bed, putting my hand on her shoulder, "you okay?" She shook her head and flopped back down on her bed, curling up in a little ball.

"What's- what's wrong? What can I do? Do I- I'm gonna get Clint and Jeff," I said. I got up to leave and get the medjacks, but she grabbed my wrist to stop me.

"No, Min, it's just a cramp, I'll be okay," she said, sitting back up and leaning against her headboard, "come here." She pat the bed next to her. And I sat down, kicking off my shoes and putting my feet up on the bed. She adjusted herself so she was snuggled up against me and wrapped he arms around my torso. I stiffened slightly, still not used to her cuddly personality, but after a moment I wrapped my arms around her too.
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Y/N's Perspective

You woke up about an hour later, curled up in Minho's arms. He looked so peaceful like this, asleep with his mouth hanging open, snoring softly, sprawled out on your bed. You didn't want to get up, but you had to go to the bathroom and change your period product out for a new one. You rubbed your eyes and slowly eased yourself out of his arms and out of bed. You heard him stir and you froze, but he had just rolled over. You smiled sleepily and left the room as quietly as possible.

Once you had gotten yourself situated and washed your hands, you headed to the kitchens to pick up some dinner for you and Minho. You grabbed some things from the pantry and started making some sandwiches,  you had skipped lunch and missed dinner napping with Minho, so you were hungry, and assumed he was too. 

The night air was cool, you saw the bonfire flickering in the distance, too far away for you to feel it's heat. You shivered and finished making the sandwiches as quick as you could so you could get back to your warm bedroom.

You picked up the plates and turned around to head back to your room and jumped when you saw the figure that had been standing behind you, you didn't know for how long. You hadn't even heard anyone walk up to you.

"You left me," a pouty voice said. You looked at Minho in the dim light and giggled.

"Don't laugh, you left me." He was wearing a blanket wrapped over his head and around his body. He looked silly. In a cute kinda way.

"Sorry, Min. Girl problems. I made you a sandwich," you shivered again, "does that make up for it?"

"Hmm. Maybe," he looked at you as you continued to shiver every few seconds, "you cold girly girl?" You nodded.

"C'mere." He opened the blanket for you. You put the sandwiches on the counter and walked into his arms, a place you had become quite fond of in the past few days. He closed the blanket around you and rested his chin on your head, holding you close. You smiled, "Let's eat."

"Can we go back to bed," he yawned after you had eaten, "I'm tired." You looked at him confused.

"Together?" You raised an eyebrow jokingly. You saw him blush lightly. He nodded. You smirked at him, "Minho..."

"What we just napped together. Why's this different?" He yawned again. You ruffled his hair as you stood up from the bench you were seated on.

"Go to bed, Minho," you said, sighing, "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay girly girl. Sleep tight." He watched you walk away up the stairs to your room. He listened to your door close. Only then did he leave.
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Hiii I really like how this chapter turned out, I kind of like writing from Minho's perspective, how do you guys feel about it? I think it adds some nice variety and the way he thinks about Y/N is so cute and wholesome.

Anyway, I love y'all have a good day, night, afternoon, whenever. ❤️