you’re icky sicky but a cute bf!jun takes care of you
632 words
(this is old but i’ve been absent for a while (again) so here ya go)
Disrupted from slumber for what seemed like the millionth time, you sat up, blankets sliding down your torso as a hand flew up to your mouth, covering the violent spurts of breath that came scratching up your throat. With a final cough expelling itself from you, you hung your head, relishing in a deep intake of the oxygen you’d lost, before exhaling and repeating the same large inhale.
Upon finally opening your eyes, it felt as if a rush of needles pierced through your forehead, the light glimmering through the crack of drawn curtains driving directly into your line of sight. With a groan, you squeezed your eyes to a close before bravely opening them once again, peering this time to the side, at the empty expanse of wrinkled bedsheets.
Of course, you thought, the image of Junhui’s body retreating from the bed began playing, He’s at work. Defeatedly, your body dropped back against the mattress, arms thrown out beside you and hair now stuck to your damp forehead. Despite the want to get up and enjoy a rush of cool water sliding down your throat, you remained stationary, gazing at the expanse of blank ceiling above you with drooping eyelids.
“Hey…” a quiet whisper breathed against your ear, fingers brushing against your forehead this time accompanied by a louder mumble. “Wake up, love…”
Wrinkling your nose, you rolled to your side, eyes peeking at the face in front of yours, a small smile tugging at your lips. “Why?” your small voice cracked as you sat up, scooting so that your back pressed against the wall, holding you in the upright position.
“You should eat something,” Junhui smiled, sitting on the corner of the bed, a hand reaching out to push stray hair from your face. “I made you some breakfast.”
Turning, he picked up a wooden tray from the bedside table, setting it carefully on your blanket-covered lap. “It’s nothing special, just some eggs and a pancake,” he lifted his shoulders in a shrug, grabbing the utensils from the tray before picking up a slice of buttery pancake and holding it before your lips.
“Open,” he smiled, pushing the soft bread through your lips and retracting his hand. You gazed at him with lidded eyes as you chewed, the corners of your mouth pulling upward into a smile.
“Tastes good; really good,” you complimented, opening your mouth for the next bite he’d prepared for you. Taking the utensil from his hand, you opted to feed yourself, shoveling in bites and quickly consuming them.
“I didn’t know if you would want orange juice or milk, so I brought you both,” in each hand, Junhui held out a glass, motioning you to take whichever you felt like drinking. Grabbing one, you quickly gulped it down, the liquid gliding smoothly down your scorching esophagus.
“Not that I’m not glad you're here,” you spoke quietly, voice threatening to scratch if you increased your volume. “I really do appreciate this, but why are you still home?”
Junhui laughed lightheartedly, taking the wooden tray and placing it back on the table beside the bed before crawling over you, to the other side of the mattress. “You were up all night coughing and all, so I called in. There’s no way I’d leave you alone like this,” he exhaled, pulling the duvet up to your chin. He drew his arm from under the blanket, draping it across your shoulders and pulling you close enough to rest comfortably against his shoulder. “The idea of lying around and watching movies all day was also appealing, though,” he taunted, the breath accompanying his laugh brushing down your cheek.
“Either way, thank you, Junhui” you muttered, lacing your fingers through his, before leaning up and placing a gentle kiss against his cheek.
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