Ship : Yoonjin [ Yoongi X Jin ]
Sickie : Yoongi.
Caretaker : Jin.
Fic type : fluff?
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He hadn't come out of his studio in days. Relentlessly writing lyrics, trying to come up with something. He had to show some form of progress for their upcoming album, yet nothing had come to mind. Anything he wrote down he crumpled and threw in the trash. As days went by, his anxiety levels only rose. He didn't come out of his studio, not even to eat nor take a single sip of water.
Frankly, the members had gotten more than worried. They were afraid that he'd overwork himself. So the only member Yoongi could succumb to took it upon himself to try to talk some sense into Yoongi. They had a meeting in a few days, in which Yoongi would have to present his work. And Jin was sure that the meeting was what Yoongi was really stressing over.
First, Jin tried to be... Soft and kind.
He knocked on the door "Yoonie, baby, can I come in?" He asked, voice soft yet loud enough for Yoongi to hear. 'Yoonie', of course, didn't even reply. So, Jin had to become a tad bit more forceful. "Min Yoongi, open this door right this instant!" He said, okay, maybe ' a tad bit more forceful' was quite the understatement. But if Yoongi wouldn't even reply, what the hell was he supposed to do?
Yoongi on the other hand had been stressing, to the point where he'd begun to cry. Whilst it was silent, tears slipped down his cheeks. His head pounded, he didn't feel well, but he didn't have time for that. When he heard Jin, he really hoped he'd go away. He didn't want Jin to see him like this... Unfortunately, he didn't. He dried his puffy eyes with an overused tissue, shakily standing up from his chair and opening the door.
Jin's features softened upon seeing the state the younger was in. His puffy eyes, clearly from crying, his flushed cheeks - which probably meant he had a fever, not to mention his pale face. He embraced the younger in a hug, cooing once he heard soft sniffles escape from the younger's form. He began to stroke his hair "Shh, it's okay baby, it's going to be okay. I promise." He reassured him.
Once he heard the cries die down, he pulled away and placed a hand on his face, cheeks, forehead. "Oh, Yoonie... You're burning up!" He said worriedly, pausing for a second. "Let's get you to bed, okay? You can worry about the meeting later. Me and Namjoon will figure things out." He said, leading Yoongi to his room.
[ I'm pretty sure Hoseokie and Jiminie are the only ones sharing a room now- I'M SO USED TO WRITING THEM AS ROOMMATES- ]
Jin laid him down, walking to the kitchen and grabbing a washcloth, filling a bowl with water and placing the washcloth inside. Namjoon, who had been having a snack in the kitchen - was quite confused with Jin's actions. "Hyung, what are you doing?" Namjoon asked, to which Jin sighed. "I managed to get to Yoongi, I'm pretty sure he has a fever so I'm gong to try to lower it. Poor baby's been stressing about the meeting." He explained, Namjoon sighing "I'll talk to Sejin Hyung. We'll figure things out, you take care of Yoongi." Namjoon said.
"Thank you, Joonie." Jin replied in relief, taking the bowl and walking back into Yoongi's room. To his surprise, Yoonie was covered in the blankets. Literally. He even had a blanket covering his head. He sighed, placing the bowl with the washcloth on his bedside table. He placed a hand where he assumed that Yoongi's back was "Yoon, baby, can you get your head out of those blankets?" He asked, a few seconds later, Yoongi's head popped up from out of the blankets.
He sighed upon seeing a few tears running down his face, he wiped them away with his thumb "What's wrong, hm?" He questioned in a soft tone, "I-I haven't finished anything Hyung... What will I show manager Hyung and and-" Jin cut him off "Yoonie, didn't I tell you not to worry? Joon is going to talk to Sejin Hyung and we'll figure it out, okay?" He explained to him, embracing him in a hug. Gently drawing circles on his back. After a few minutes, he let go and laid Yoongi back down, placing the washcloth on his forehead. Yoongi responding with a small yelp.
"I-It's cold-!" Yoongi whined with a shiver, Jin chuckling "Of course it's gonna he cold, Yoon. It's to bring your fever down." Jin explained, Yoongi sighing. "You want cuddles?" He asked, Yoongi nodding. "Did you just read my mind?" Yoonie questioned, since Yoongi actually did want cuddles. "No, I just know what you want kitten. And that's cuddles." Jin said with a small chuckle, laying down in bed next to him.
Jin wrapped his hands around Yoongi, laying his head on his chest, yet being careful with the washcloth. He gently drew circles on his back, changing from clockwise to counterclockwise quite a few times. Yet doing it in a slow and enjoyable pace, it worked for both of them. With his other hand, he stroked Yoongi's hair lovingly until he fell asleep. He continued doing so until he was sure that Yoongi was sound asleep.
And as soon as he realized that was the case, he allowed himself to close his eyes too. Not realizing how tired he'd been up until now. He was out in seconds, listening to Yoongi's now rhythmic breathing. That was the only thing that lulled him to sleep.
It seemed as though Yoongi's worry had faded away in Jin's strong, warm and secure embrace.
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~ sickficfreak/Delilah.
Word Count : 991
