BTS Imagines [REWRITING]

Jimin ♡ When You're Sick

I walked into my apartment after a long day at college. Well, it wasn't that long of a day. I only have two on campus classes. It felt like they dragged on forever, especially because I haven't been feeling well. I've got the most awful cough and I can hardly talk. It was fine this morning but as the day went on it got worse. I feel like absolute crap, my whole body feels drained of energy.
I dropped my backpack at the door not feeling like carrying it to my room.

"Y/n?" Jimin's voice said from somewhere in the apartment.

I wanted to say yes I'm home come here babyboy I missed you! But whenever I tried to say it, my voice came out in a croaky whisper.
Jimin's head popped out from around the corner, a bright smile on his face.

"Y/n! I missed you so much!" He ran up and grabbed me, lifting me off my feet and spinning me in a circle. He set me down and started peppering kisses all over my face.

He pulled away when he noticed something was wrong.

"Baby are you okay?" He asked placing his hand on my cheek.
"I think I'm sick." I croaked.
"Oh no, my baby is sick. Your voice sounds awful, let me make you some tea. No wait, go change into some comfy clothes, I'll get pillows and a blanket and then make your tea. Then we can cuddle up on the couch and watch movies."
"Okay." I smiled and nodded.

Jimin is adorable. He's so frantic and worried, it's kinda cute.

I shuffled to our shared room where I kicked off my shoes and took off my uncomfortable jeans. I found a pair of black joggers and put them on, audibly sighing as I relished in the comfort of them.

I took my shirt off and looked through the closet for something super comfortable to wear. I grinned when I spotted Jimin's very oversized pale green hoodie. The one that practically swallows him whole. I grabbed it and put it on giggling at how big it is on me. I didn't really feel like it but I went to the bathroom and took my makeup off.

(If none of you know what I'm talking about, it's this one uwu)

I headed to the living room and saw pillows and a blanket piled onto the couch. I walked into the kitchen and saw Jimin brewing some tea.
He looked over and saw me in his hoodie. He grinned shyly and looked back at the mug in his hands, but then looked back at me. He was clearly blushing.

"Cute." He mumbled.

I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him from behind, burying my face in his back.

"Baby you should be on the couch. I'm sure you feel awful."
"I do. My whole body feels drained, but I want hugs."
"Aw. You need Jimin cuddles." He said finishing up the tea.

He took the mug and started walking to the living room with me still clinging to him. I finally let go when we got to the couch and took a seat. Jimin handed me the mug.

"Careful, it's hot. I read online that chamomile tea with honey is good for soothing an irritated throat."
"Thank you Chim Chim." I said ruffling his hair.

He giggled and turned on the tv. He made sure all the pillows were stacked the way I wanted and made sure we were comfy. I set my tea on the coffee table and pulled the blanket over Jimin and I. He pulled me close and I rested my head on his shoulder as we watched tv.

"Thanks for taking care of me."
"Sure thing babygirl." He said kissing my forehead. "That's what I'm here for."