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Jungkook (18)
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Morning
"Jungkook, do you need any help?" I knocked the washroom door gently, not to scare the younger who was probably puking inside.
It was 7 in the morning. We usually wake up at 8 to get ready for school but that day, I heard some weird voices coming from an unknown direction.
Without opening my eyes, I moved my hand around the left side of the bed where Jungkook was sleeping. He wasn't there, so in my half asleep state, I got up from the bed and walked in the direction of the sound. Then I realised it was coming from the washroom, where Jungkook was vomiting really bad.
The poor boy had been sick since last week. Initially it was just a low grade fever. We waited for the following 2-3 days thinking that he was under the weather. Since there was no betterment, I got him some medication from Jin hyung, a really good doctor friend of mine.
His fever kinda stabilized with the help of medicines, though it didn't go away. I told him yesterday to get himself checked up but he being a stubborn child, didn't comply with my words, saying that he felt better and there was nothing to worry about.
And there he was, puking like anything early in the morning. He had an irrational fear of doctors, well particularly needles.
We had been dating each other since three years. We met as roommates and ended up falling in love. After spending one year in school dormitory, we shifted to a nearby apartment. Jungkook and I used to do a couple of part-time jobs after school hours to pay the rent.
Everything seems almost perfect since he came into my life.
When I accompanied him to the hospital for the first time two years back for a flu shot, that was the day I got to know how overwhelming and terrifying it was for the younger to handle a little pinch.
From that day onwards, I made sure to never let him go alone even for a normal checkup. It was my duty, as his boyfriend, to be with him whenever he needed me.
"Hyun.... Hyung...." I could hear Jungkook mumbling my name from the other side of the door. As the door opened, I saw his tired face. He looked too weak and sick. He leaned against the door, unable to carry his weight. His eyes laden with tiredness were only half open.
"Baby, come here" I wrapped my arms around his tiny waist, pulling him for a warm hug.
"My stomach... it hurts..." he muttered, resting his head on my shoulder.
I ran my fingers through his hair cooing, "Let's get you some medicines today, yeah? I don't think the other ones are helping you out anymore."
"No... Please hyung..." he whined, not ready to go to the doctor's.
"Kookie~ how will you get better if you don't take proper medicine?" I said in a low tone, pecking his forehead several times to comfort the sick boy.
"What if they give me shots? You know I don't like them..." he mewled, circling his arms around my torso and gripped the back of my shirt, giving it a tight squeeze and hugged tighter.
He was scared, really scared.
"I'm not sure about that but... Hyung's gonna be there with you. You don't have to worry baby..." I smiled a little at him, though his lips were curved downwards. He hid his face in the crook of my neck, seeking warmth and comfort he needed to face the doctor. He didn't cry or complain, knowing that it was necessary to get his health checked.
