Namjoon ♡ When You're Sick

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Published: February 22, 2019
Rewritten: September 15, 2024

Word count: 1,000

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Your hand nursed your head as you stood up and teetered into the kitchen, a sudden sensation of vertigo hitting you and leaving you off-balance

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Your hand nursed your head as you stood up and teetered into the kitchen, a sudden sensation of vertigo hitting you and leaving you off-balance. You'd been feeling just a little sick to your stomach that day, a lingering unease in your gut that wouldn't go away. Namjoon wanted to stay and watch over you, but he had dance practice, which he insisted on skipping, but you forced him to go. You weren't going to have him sacrifice mandatory practice for you.

The dizziness was disorienting and it was hard to walk in properly without veering off to one side, but you persevered and made it to your destination. You fumbled for a bottle of water in the fridge, taking a sip of it before bringing it back to the bedroom where you'd been since Namjoon left forty-five minutes prior.
You slowly laid back down and tried to get comfortable, a small whimper leaving you as your head began to spin. Your body stilled and you stayed frozen in the same position until the dizziness passed, fading away due to lack of motion. You sighed softly at the relief, closing your eyes and drifting off to sleep.

The sensation of someone brushing your hair away from your face broke through the heavy haze of sleep that cloaked your consciousness. Your eyelids slowly fluttered open and you were met with the sight of Namjoon standing over you with a gentle smile on his face.
"Hey, baby. I'm back from practice." He spoke in a low and quiet voice so as not to disturb you in your drowsy state. "I didn't mean to wake you."
"No. It's okay." You murmured groggily, sitting upright and glancing over at the clock, realizing you'd been asleep for four hours.
"How are you feeling?" He sat down on the edge of the bed, placing his hand over where your thigh was, giving it a gentle rub over the comforter.
"Better actually. After you left I was feeling dizzy, so I went and got some water from the kitchen, then laid down to take a nap."
"Do you still feel sick?" His tone was laced with care and concern, his thumb continuing to rub small circles on your thigh.
"Just a little. I have a bit of a headache too, but besides that, I'm alright."
"We'll take care of that headache right away. I'll go get you some medicine." He pushed himself up off the edge of the bed.
"I'll go with you."
"No, you should stay here. I'll bring it to you."
"It's fine. I need to get up and walk around a little anyway." You had already tossed the covers off and were in the process of standing.
Namjoon sighed softly at your persistence, but knew you wouldn't be moving around if you didn't feel well.

You grabbed your room temp bottle of water and shuffled into the kitchen behind him where he rummaged in the medicine cabinet and handed you a headache pill to take.
"Do you know why you got so dizzy?" Namjoon walked over to you.
"No. When I get sick like this I wake up with the dizziness. Sometimes it goes away, but I can usually sleep it off."
"Well, I'm glad you're feeling better." He said putting his hand on your waist.
"Me too." You smiled softly. "But enough about me. How was practice?"
"Tiring. We practiced for nearly four hours."
"I hope you took breaks."
"Of course we did." He chuckled, finding your concern for him endearing. "And before you ask, yes we ate good too."
"Good. I don't want you passing out."
"Don't worry." He stroked your hair assuringly. "Have you eaten today?"
You shook your head. "Haven't had much of an appetite due to the nausea."
"I'll make you some soup."
"Soup sounds nice."

Your eyes lingered on him as he rummaged through the cabinets and pulled out a can of chicken noodle soup—a classic.
"I hope you're okay with me microwaving it. It's the quickest way to cook it, plus I don't know how to make a nice homemade soup."
"That's okay, Joon. Canned soup is just fine with me. I don't need anything fancy."
He smiled, showing off his dimples. "I want to make a homemade soup, believe me. I just don't have the skills." He explained, opening up the can and emptying its contents into a bowl before popping it into the microwave.

The both of you watched the bowl slowly turn inside the microwave in silence until it beeped.
"Thank you for taking care of me even though you had dance practice"
"You're welcome, baby." He smiled warmly as he stirred the soup around in the bowl.
"I know you're tired." You added.
"A little." He shrugged. "But don't worry about it. I want to make sure you're taken care of."
"Namjoon." You whined out his name, clutching your chest. "You're too sweet."
He grinned at your antics and handed the bowl of soup to you. "Careful. It's hot."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, baby."
He briefly pressed his soft lips to your cheek before you began to eat, taking a small test taste of the broth, finding that it actually tasted good.

Namjoon made sure you finished your soup, taking the dirty dishes and placing them in the sink to wash later, forcing you back to bed despite your protests.
"I'm gonna go get a quick shower. You just rest, okay?" He told you.
"I don't want to lie in bed. I've been in bed all day."
"You need to stay there. You're not well."
"No, I feel better."
"I don't care. Stay in bed and wait for me to get out of the shower." He spoke in a playfully stern voice, squishing your cheeks.
"Fine." You huffed.
"Don't be angry." He chuckled. "I'm only taking care of you."
"I know." You sighed out, fighting back a smile.
"I love you." He sang, walking towards the bathroom.
"Love you too."

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