//Monday morning - Your pov//
It's been two days now... I thought while laying in bed and staring at my phone.
Is something wrong?
Our autumn break started two days ago and Yoongi didn't even give me a sign of life yet, making me worry about it. I was quite sure he was okay but I had to make 100% sure.
Usually he was the one to start a conversation so it was slightly awkward for me for whatever reason.
You:
Yooongi?You:
Heey what are you up to today?I stared at my phone for about 30 seconds before turning it off and walking out of the room to distract myself from waiting for the message.
As soon as I arrived in the kitchen I heard a silent *pling* and immediately ran back into my room, throwing myself on my bed just to doubt my mental stability right after that action.
While shaking my head slightly I unlocked my phone and looked at the message I received.
Yoongi:
Gonna stay in bed I guessYou:
Oh okay..You:
Let's maybe do something together I'm boooredI really didn't want to be that type of girlfriend but I had to be that type of girlfriend.
After something like a minute I got a reply.
Yoongi:
Uhm sorryy, I'm sick that's why I'm gonna stay in bedYoongi:
I'm sure I'm gonna be better soon then we can meeeet :)You:
Oh boy how did you manage to become sickYou:
I'm gonna head over to you and bring you some soupYoongi:
Noo please stay at home, I don't want you to get sickThat boy, that boy...
You:
I'm coming Yoongi, you took care of me after I was in the hospital, let me help youYoongi:
You're joking... right? You're not really gonna come over with soup rightYoongi:
Hello?Yoongi:
(Y/N)??!I put my phone on my nightstand before getting up and walking to the kitchen to make a soup. After thinking about it for a while, I took out one of my and Jess' cookbooks and decided to make chicken soup (Samgyetang).
About two hours later I was ready to go, I took my phone, my keys and the bowl with soup and headed towards the bus stop. Because I didn't look at the time as I got out of the house, I had to wait for nearly ten minutes, hoping the soup won't be cold when I arrived.
Another ten minutes later I arrived at Yoongi's bus stop after nearly spilling the soup all over me because of that very competent bus driver.
I got off the bus and walked over to Yoongi's apartment. It was a little hard to press the doorbell since I was carrying the bowl of soup but I somehow managed to do it.
Seconds later I heard the lock clicking and the door opened, revealing a pale Yoongi with a red nose, in sweatpants and an oversized hoodie.
At that moment I felt really bad for him.
"I thought you were kidding.. you really ca-", he began to speak with a husky voice, sounding deeper than usual.
"Oh my god Yoongi you look horrible", I said, quickly getting in because he was obviously freezing.
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