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this video was posted on 180110, the day of the 2018 Golden Disc Awards, with the caption:
Thank you for the Digital Bonsang 😱😱
Video Translations:
Mon.
RM: Mon, would you please look over here (at the camera).
Mon!
RM: Here.
Now!
Mon.
RM: Brat*! Ah, the lighting is too strong.
RM: Where are you going!
(T/N: * He means it in an affectionate way, like how one might call someone close ‘kid’/‘silly’ - trans cr: Alli @ bts-trans)
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Your selfless self still stepped closer to your sick husband, to pull his blanket up higher. You also set the cup of hot tea you made him on the guest room nightstand. But this time it wasn't exactly a selfless act, more like a stubborn one (according to your husband), as you weren't being mindful of the seven-month-old little baby laying inside your womb.
- I'm serious, Y/n! It's contagious... and the last thing I want is to get you sick as well. Especially now, baby. Think about Maia!
- Joon, I just brought you tea, it's not like I kissed you or anything...
- Still... I *sneeze* I even slept in the guest bedroom, so you wouldn't get sick.
You smiled to yourself. You tried to act as annoyed at him as possible, but the fact that he cared so much about you made it impossible.
- You just rest and don't worry about anything else. - with that, you kissed his forehead, which was steaming hot, and left the room only to come back with a cold, wet cloth to put on it.
Namjoon was fast asleep at this point, as he'd been most of the day. You were just grateful he rested well. You got beside him on the guest bed, which was smaller than the one you had in the master bedroom, so for your pregnant self it was difficult to find a comfortable position. Despite the difficulties, you managed to follow your husband to dreamland. :)
-
*cough*
You woke up to a raspy feeling in your throat.
Oh no...
The weight of your actions began to slowly sink in. Did you get the sickness?
Unfortunately yes, but you couldn't let Namjoon notice. Simply because you didn't want to hear his speech about how he told you to stay away and stuff... So you got up (with minor difficulties) and thanked God your husband was still asleep and could sleep through an earthquake.
You waddled down the stairs, taking each and every single step carefully, and made yourself a huge cup of tea with a lot of honey. You also took your prenatal vitamins.
- Good morning, Baby Mamma!
Namjoon's sweet morning voice startles you. You turn around and flash your best smile at him.
- Good morning! How are you feeling?
- Really good, actually! That tea you made worked wonders.
He neared you, but still didn't give you your morning kisses, just to be safe. He slipped his hand under your shirt... actually... his shirt, and placed it on your growing belly.
For a moment he removed it and took a second to look you deep in your eyes with confusion. Then he placed his hand back on the skin of your bump, feeling around a little. You felt his other hand placed on your forehead. It felt good.
His hand is so cold.
- Baby... - he sighed. -
- I'm sorry. - you looked down with regret in your posture. You put your baby in danger...
- Y/n... I warned you about this... It really is the worst time for you to have a fever.
Here he goes with the speech...
- Look, I know I fucked up, and I'm very worried too! Can you please not lecture me about it? Not now...
He pulled you in a hug. Above your hormones, your stress about getting sick made you a little moody too and he totally understood that.
- Okay, Love. - he whispered into your ear, hand still rubbing your bump. - Let's get you to bed, okay? It's my turn to take care of you.
-
- 39.4 °C - he worries. - This is too high, Y/n... I'm calling your doctor.
- O-okay.
At this point, you were feeling cold, moody, achy, exhausted, and everything bad you could list. Your mind began jumping to awful conclusions about your condition.
- I'm a terrible mom! - tears were streaming down your face. - I put our Maia in danger!
- Shhh... shhh... Please don't stress yourself, Baby. - he stroked your hair. - You're a wonderful mom! Just look at how amazing you've been taking care of our little girl. I really admire you for enduring all the hardships you've been through throughout your pregnancy. Please don't talk about yourself like that again, okay?
- But I- *cough*
- I'm calling the doctor!
-
"If her fever goes above 39.5, or it doesn't subside in the next few hours, take her to the hospital immediately. Also, give her a dose of acetaminophen every 3 hours. After the first dose update me on her condition."
- Thank you, Sir! - with that, he hung up. - I'm calling Hobi over while I'm at the pharmacy.
- I'll be okay alo...
-No! I'm calling him.
-
Hobi was an angel the whole time he was over. He took amazing care of you, jumping at every word you said, bringing you tea, cold towels, snacks, and putting on your favorite movie... Everything.
- I'm sorry I took so long, Baby! - he panted, shutting the door behind him and balancing a few shopping bags on his arms. - I ran around the whole city for that medicine, and there was only one pharmacy at the end, where I found some.
- Thank *sneeze* you, Love.
The sight of you scared him a bit. Your red and puffy eyes, your figure surrounded by tissues... You weren't getting any better. His concern grew with every second.
- How's her fever? - he asked Hobi while dropping the bag and rushing to your side.
- Still the same. And she has a runny nose too. - he stepped closer to Namjoon to whisper something in his ear. - Namjoon, I'm very worried. I read online about fever during pregnancy and it wasn't good... It can create complications for both mother and baby.
- HOSEOK! DO YOU SERIOUSLY THINK I'M NOT WORRIED?! I'M FUCKING SCARED, TERRIFIED, OKAY! - he shouted at his friend.
He came to his senses when he saw your distressed figure on the couch, eyes tightly shut, tiny hands covering your ears.
- I'm so, so sorry! - he whispered and kissed your temple. - You're gonna be okay!
- I know, Joon! - you chuckled and ignored the pain in your head and throat as you did so. - I think you're being a little dramatic about it.
- I can never be dramatic enough when it comes to you and Maia!
-
It was 2 days later when your fever was finally almost over. You took your medicine every 3 hours, drank tea, and kept yourself and the baby warm.
Your doctor called to check on your condition.
"Y/n, did you feel her move at least twice an hour?"
- Yes, she's been pretty active since yesterday. - you giggle, thinking of the video you shot of your bump with your little girl wiggling inside.
"I'm glad to hear that! Keep it up, Mrs. Kim! See you at your next appointment."
- Thank you! See you then!
Your husband planted a kiss on your forehead. He did this a lot in the past few days. He disguised the temperature checks he did regularly as sweet temple kisses. You knew what he was up to every time, but since you found them cute, you didn't mention anything.
You two (or three) sat outside in your backyard, enjoying the warm breeze. Your husband's hand continuously caressed your bump, gently pressing the places where he felt a kick. It was a cute little way for him to interact with your daughter.
- Y/N! Y/N, did you feel that?! - he gasped in surprise.
- Love, you do know that the baby is inside me, so she mainly kicks me. - you chuckled.
- Oh right! Sorry. - he laughed and kissed the spot where you got kicked, knowing how strong your little one has gotten.
What did I do to deserve this?
As you feel a small wiggle inside your tummy, your mind wanders deep into your thoughts. You were lucky because you were blessed with the most caring husband anyone could ask for, who gave you the biggest gift. A little baby.
