Bae JooHyun

The curtains were closed but the soft rays of the setting sun still managed to illuminate the room partially. There were two beds in the room but were separated with a bookshelf that gave the two owners of the room their own privacy. The contrast of the two sides is very evident and it din't take me long to figure out which belonged to my boyfriend.

He is fast asleep on his bed, covers pulled up to his chin and a pillow tucked behind him as he slept on his side. I slowly walk towards him and kneel down next to his bed. His adorable face is squashed to the pillow and his mouth is slightly open. Unable to control myself, I lift a finger and trace his facial features.

He is so handsome.

The soft orange sunlight was kissing his skin giving it a eternal glow. I am in a trance. Just how lucky am I to be on the receiving end of his love. If allowed, I can sit like this and stare at him forever. 

I bring my knees closer to my chest and rest my chin on them, tilting my head so that it rests on my forearm. One of his hands is slighting hanging out from the bed and I bring it to myself and hold it close. He stirs in his sleep and I freeze but he just wiggles his fingers and goes back to sleep.

I smile softly and go back to the creep I am. I don't know why but sitting so close and staring at him sleeping peacefully is rapidly taking the number one place in my list of stress-busters. Forget stress, if I get to see this daily, I might just be the most happiest person in the world.

Light breeze flows in through the window and his velvety hair dances to its rhythm. Scooting a little closer to him, I run a hand through his hair. A smile automatically makes its way to my face when I see how a small smile satisfied flutters through his face.

The clock on his bedside table shows six in the evening and suddenly I remember what Taehyung had just told me. They had skipped lunch which led to this accident to happen. I look at him again and decide to let him sleep while I whip something up for him. I'll wake him up when I am done.

I slowly remove my hand from his grip and get up. I remove the pillows behind him and slowly make him sleep on his back. He frowns a little at the movement but settles himself like a baby and clutches his pillow close. I grin, take out my phone and click a picture. 

I quietly make my way out of his room and look at the picture. He really looks like a baby, cuddling the pillow with the bed covers haphazardly crumbled around him. Oh what his fans wouldn't do it for it!

I tuck my phone in my pocket and move into the kitchen to check what is there that I can make him. From what I know, he can eat normal food without any problem so puddings or porridge is pretty much not needed. Besides he will be really hungry when he wakes up so a satisfying meal is what he needs.

I open the fridge and my jaw drops. What do the boys even eat? There was not much in the fridge. Water bottles, chicken breasts, eggs, some sealed onions and vegetables, soda, kimchi and cider is all that is in there. They must either be having meals at the agency or just ordering in food all the time. I frown and check the drawers too see if there any to cook and am thankful that there is rice, ramen and all the seasoning I might need.

I bring all the ingredients to the table and think of what I can make. After some thought, I call my manager Unnie and literally plead her to run an errand for me as I can't really go out now. Once decided, I play music on my phone and start cooking. 

Time flies fast I make some rice and kimchi Jjigae ( Kimchi Stew) and just in time manager unnie arrives with some tuna and meat. She looks at me questioningly when she sees me in a apron but I just grin cheekily at her. She leaves soon telling me to call her when I am ready to go home. Humming, I make my way to the kitchen and start preparing the meat. Cooking the meat is a slow process which makes me more responsive to the music. Our debut song is playing and almost involuntary my body starts moving to the choreo.

I am so absorbed in my cooking and dancing that I completely don't see the door to the room opening and him coming out. I don't see him standing shocked at the door seeing a woman randomly cooking and dancing in the room. I don't see the pure look on happiness on his face when he recognize me in a second. I don't him rub his face in disbelief and bliss, as if he can't believe that I am here. And I definitely don't see him slowly coming towards me and wrapping his arms around me. 

I drop the spoon I was mixing the stew with in shock and almost hit him with my elbow but stop when he rests his chin on my shoulder and his familiar scent fills my senses. I close my eyes and relax in his hold. 

"Hi", I say softly.

"Hi" He replies, his voice still gruff from sleep. "I can get used to this."

"Get used to what?" I ask, picking up the ladle and stirring the stew.

"You. Here. Cooking." He says, not even finishing his sentence. His hold on my waist tightens, pulls me more close to him and cuddles his face in my neck.

Oh my heart, please calm down.

"Taehyung called me from your phone. He told me what happened and I asked him if I can come over." I say.

"Thank god he did." He pauses before asking, "Did I keep you away from a schedule?"

I shake my head. Although it proves to be quite difficult seeing how he is terrorizing one side of my neck. "Nope. I just finished a schedule and was going back home."

"Good." He mumbles. "Thank you for coming. I am really glad you did."

I smile and pinch his cheeks with my left hand. Before I can say something, I feel a growl and vibration on my back. I realize it immediately and do my best to hold in my laughter but successfully fail. He lifts his head and backs away a little, scratching his head as a blush makes his way up his face.

I turn around and poke his stomach with his finger. "Someone is hungry." I tease him.

He laughs and grabs hold of my hands. "I din't eat anything after breakfast today. I am really hungry."

I swing our hands playfully and say, "Go wash your face. I'll set the table."

He nods but doesn't move. I suddenly remember something.

"How are you feeling?", I ask him a little worried. He smiles and leans back against the table, pulling me by my waist towards him. My hands automatically rests on his shoulders and his lock behind me.

"I am fine now. It hurt really bad when we fell but it was either my back or Yoongi's head. The medicine worked wonder on me. It is still uncomfortable when I bend but not that much." He says, playing my shirt absentmindedly.

I hum and nod. "It's a relief. I'm sure your members are really worried."

He frowns and looks up at me. "Oh yeah. They are already having so many problems due to me. I only keep adding to it."

My beautiful prince. Always thinking about others before himself. But I was a part of the said problem as much as he was. Both the groups were facing some or the other kind of problem because of us and just that thought weighed a heavy weight on our conscience.

He breaks us both from our thoughts and gets up. "I'll go and take a quick bath. Wait for me?"

I smile and nod. "I will be right here"

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There was originally more in this chapter but I decided to split it in half so that I can work more on the other part and get it perfected.

Question!

What do you do in this quarantine(if there is one in your country)?

(Mine included just lazing around at home, writing, started stanning Day6 and helping my mom at home)

Hope everyone is doing well. Have a nice day/night ahead!