It was just another one of those tiring days at work. Lazily, you fished out the keys to your door with a sigh as you were welcomed into your apartment by silence.
It had been a month and two weeks since you last saw Jungkook and the distance between both of you was still bearable. He'd always be messaging you when he could, sending you videos of the hyungs or short clips of himself through the day. It wasn't easy dealing with the time difference but you learnt to adapt to his unpredictable schedules.
For some reason, you were awfully drained tonight and you couldn't help but wonder if you were coming down with a flu. Just when you were about to reach your room, a wave of dizzy spells hit you hard and you felt an awful nausea rising from the pit of your abdomen.
You clasp your hand to your mouth and made a quick detour to a waste bin, throwing up the remains of what might have been the late lunch. Choking and gasping for air, you felt strangely panicky. Composing yourself mentally, you decide to call your co-worker, Fan.
You: Hey.
Fan: Oh what's up? you hardly call.
You: Yeah, I was just wondering if you were fine after the lunch cos... I just threw it all up.
Fan: What?! You alright? Do you need me to come by? I'm perfectly fine though.
You: It's okay, I was just checking incase you'd got it worse than I did.
Fan: You sound awful, look - I'll grab some dinner and come by for abit alright? Hang in there and call if you're not feeling ok.
You smiled and thanked her, getting up slowly to clean up your mess.
It wasn't the food, the weather was fine, you weren't having your period either - just what as it?
Wait a minute...
You scrolled to your period calendar on your phone, to check when your next cycle was due.
Wait... I missed my period?
You never had much health issues and for a fact that your period had always been regular meant that you hardly needed to keep track of it. Besides, you didn't have a boyfriend and you were chaste all along. It was probably something else acting up that gave your stomach a hard time today.
It's probably just the stress of work and stuff.
Putting aside everything, you took a bath and made yourself a warm drink before your smiley co-worker, Fan, had arrived.
"I got us some Korean foooooood~" she said in a sing-song.
She always made your day with her cheery personality, "You're the best co-worker on earth." you said, taking the bag of food from her.
"Oh of course, anyway - you do look awful, are you sure you don't want to see the doctor?" She asked, examining you closely.
You both had worked alongside each other for 2 years now and although you always called her your co-worker, she was in fact more of a close friend when you both were off work duties.
"I don't know Fan. I feel alright now? But I don't feel right at the same time. I'm not sure, maybe I just need to rest."
She unwrapped a warm bowl of soup. "Here - this should help."
You took sips of it, expecting yourself to feel better but instead, the same nauseating feeling started to build up the moment the soup traveled down your throat.
Quickly, you stood up and ran to the sink, letting out whatever you had just ingested.
"Omg omg omg! You're freaking me out Chae-rin, what's wrong!"
You waved your hand with your back to her, motioning that it was fine, while you continued to bend yourself over the sink trying to catch your breath again.
