The Babysitter - knj

(10) Fever

Your POV

You changed into a simple white sundress with a pair of black flats. You put your hair in a ponytail and decided to just put an oversized jacket on top which made the dress look like a normal skirt. The fact that Chanyeol was acting the way he was worried you. 

"Mom, dad, I have to go to work. Don't wait up and please leave me some food," you rushed out the door and speed walked to Namjoon's house. 

On the way there, you stopped in a nearby grocery store to buy strawberry Jam. While waiting in line in the grocery store, you received a text from Namjoon. 'I don't mean to sound desperate, but I am. Are you on your way? He's still crying!' You couldn't help but giggle at the text message and quickly paid for the jam. 

'I'll be right there.' I responded and put my phone in my pocket to walk to his house, this time with no interruptions or stops to buy things. It took less than five minutes to reach his place from the grocery store and you finally stopped at the door. 

Your hand didn't even have to come in contact with the door before Namjoon swung the door open. You slightly jumped back and almost fell the small steps again but were caught by the small of your back. Namjoon chuckled and help you stand straight. "Not even Chanyeol had fallen down these steps so many times..." you smiled and the cries coming from inside distracted you from Namjoon.

"Yeah, I bought jam... here." You handed him the bag and quickly made your way to Chanyeol who was crying next to Jungkook who was trying to entertain him with toys. "Is he ok?" you rushed to him and picked him up in the air.

His cries were no longer screams but small sobs. He cuddled against your chest and continued to cry. "Y/N... Chaweol wash... wuuuay did wu weave mwe?" he cried and you played with his hair, moving him from side to side. 

"I'm right here... ok? Now calm down..." you hands grazed his forehead and it felt a little too warm. "Oppa?" you looked around for Namjoon and he quickly looked up from where he sat in the couch. "I think he has a fever." You put your hand over his forehead and compared it to yours. "He's a little too warm..." you looked at Namjoon and he walked up to the both of you. 

He put his hand over Chanyeol's forehead and let out a deep sigh. "That explains everything, I should've just checked his temperature first..." he tried to take Chanyeol who was now just sniffling and silently crying. But as soon as he was against Namjoon's chest he began crying loudly again. "That hurts." He laughed but you could tell he was somehow offended. 

"Don't take it to heart. I've got this little guy wrapped around my finger thanks to all the cookies I've baked." You grabbed Chanyeol and he quickly stopped crying. Namjoon kindly smiled at you. "Do you have a thermometer?" you walked to the kitchen and tried looking around but Chanyeol was wrapped around you in a way where it was difficult to hold him with one hand.

Namjoon looked through all the baby stuff he had and pulled one out still in the box. "This?" 

"Exactly that." You grabbed it and read the box. Chanyeol fell asleep on top of you and Namjoon took the chance to finally take him from you. You were silently thankful since carrying him was hurting your back and numbing your arms. "Shouldn't we go to a pediatrician?" you weren't exactly an expert with babies so for all you knew it could be serious. 

Jungkook sat in a chair by the kitchen counter and looked at the two of you. "Are you two dating?" you almost dropped the box in the floor and Namjoon choked on air. Jungkook had a serious expression as he scanned your blushed face and Namjoon's. "Eh- nevermind. I guess you guys are just mutually good parents for Chanyeol." he stood from his chair and walked towards the hanger before grabbing his jacket. "I just came for a visit. You guys have fun with a sick child. I'm tired and have practice tomorrow. Bye Hyung. Bye Noona~" He waved and left the house without a further word.

You couldn't help but giggle as you cleaned the thermometer and stuck it in Chanyeol's ear. "It's 101.2 degrees. Let's just go to the doctor, ok?" you looked up at Namjoon who nodded.