Sickly. — Y/N

A / N — F/N = First Name, L/N = Last Name. Taehyung is also a veteran.

TW /// Mentions of needles and blood.

"Y/N.. Y/N... F/N L/N WAKE UP!" I jolted awake hearing my teacher scream my name. "I'm.. Awake.." I muttered. "Good." She turned around and began teaching again. I open my eyes halfway, noticing my saliva all over my desk. "Great.." I mumbled. I began stretching my limbs, trying to wake the rest of my body up. I tried to get up but my body wouldn't moved, it felt like I was paralyzed. "Miss!" I yelled causing everyone to look my direction. "Yes, Y/N?" My teacher asked looking concerned. "I..I can't move.." I slurred my words. My eyesight began to become hazy, and my breathing becoming heavier. "Y/N!" My teacher screamed as my head hit the desk hard, knocking me out.

I opened my eyes again, but instead of being in my classroom, I was laying on a recovery couch. I looked down and noticed my left arm had a blood pressure cuff wrapped around it. "Oh fuck." I said out loud. My throat felt numb when I spoke. "She's awake!" A voice said as I heard multiple footsteps towards me. I looked up to seen Doctor Taehyung, and my teacher. "Y/N, are you feeling well?" Miss Jennings asked, I could only nod as it hurt to speak. "I carried you here, Y/N, I hope you don't mind." Taehyung told me while smiling. "Thank you." I mouthed. "Yeah he's quite strong now, look at them muscles." She pointed to his arms and she's right, he's ripped. "Military training been getting him right." I tried to laugh but nothing came out. My throat began to throb causing me to choke on my saliva. Taehyung quickly got a bucket for me to spit in. "Okay, I think you should stop using your voice for a while." He knelt down and reached for my neck. "You're piping hot, might have a fever." He stood back up and walked towards her medical tools. I watched as he walked away, zoning out due to my headache. "I think it's time for me to head back to class." My teacher told him. He looked at me with sadness in his eyes. "I wish you could stay, but it's fine." He answered her. "I hope you get better Y/N!" My teacher told me, making me form a weak smile on my lips. My teacher slowly walked out of the nursing office.

My smile faded seeing her walk away. I look down at my arm. I hear Doctor Taehyung walked towards me. He got on his knee to be at eye level. "Do you want to know what happened to you?" His voice soft and sweet. I nodded. "Apparently you contracted an illness, which made you fatigue and unable to move." I felt my hand being grabbed. His warmth caressed my hand, making me flinch from the sensation. "Your hand is hot." I said very quietly. He chuckled and the sensation went away. I looked up at her and started examining her features. His silky brown locks, blue eyes with fluffy eyelashes, pearly white teeth, and perfectly aligned freckles. He was a masterpiece. "Whoever gave birth to you, had to be a model." I told her. Blush spread from one cheek to the other as he smiled. "Thank you for taking care of me." I soft told him. "Always Y/N, that's what I am here for."

My eyes began to feel heavy again. I look at Taehyung silently signaling for help. He walks over and lays me back down, rubbing my hair soothing me. My eyes close as I go into wonderland, falling into a deep sleep.

A/N = Short cute story, for y'all.

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