y/n;
When I wake up next I sit up and look around my room.

Upon sitting up I had to grab my head as the room started to spin.

My stomach was doing flips and my eyes widened as I threw my hand over my mouth and flung myself to the bathroom toilet.

"Are you okay?" I hear after I'm finished.

I turn my head to see Yoongi leaning against the door frame, a look of worry hidden in his dark eyes.

"Yeah, I'm okay." I say in a shaky breath as I pull my hair up into a pony tail and slump over the toilet.

I felt drained.

"Come on, let's get you back to bed." He says as he bends down and helps me up.

Weakly, I cling to him.

It hurt to stand and I wasn't sure I could walk on my own.

My head falls limply down onto Yoongi's chest as he guides me back to my room.

When we get inside I see Jin who's eyes widen as he spots us.

"What happened? Are you okay?!" He asks as he joins my side, helping me to my bed.

"Yeah, I think I have the flu." I say as my head falls into Jin's chest.

His arms instantly wrap around my back, rubbing small circles.

"I'll go get her some water." Yoongi says then leaves the room.

"I hate throwing up." I say as I wipe the tears from my eyes.

"It's gonna be okay." Jin says as he strokes the back of my head.

"I'm tired."

"I know. Lay down, okay." He says and he doesn't have to tell me twice as I fall back onto my bed.

My stomach was turning and mouth now tasted disgusting.

"Here."

I look over to see Yoongi setting a glass of water on my bedside table.

"Thanks." I say quietly.

"My pleasure." Yoongi says with a soft smile.

"We'll go, okay. Rest." Jin says.

I mumble and mhm and watch as they both leave.

I sigh and turn over In the bed.

I hated this.

Being sick is not my cup of tea.

This was definitely not how I imaged the first week of me living here.

It sucks.
•••
Jin;
After Yoongi and I left y/n's room we sat down in the living room.

"I hope she gets better soon." Yoongi says.

"Me too. I hate seeing her like this." I sigh.

It had been almost three days now.

"She'll be okay." Yoongi says.

I see that his eyes told otherwise.

He was worried and that was very obvious to see.

I knew the others were too yet they didn't come around her for the fear of getting sick too.

"I hope so."

I hear y/n cry out but just as I go to stand, Yoongi does too.

"I'll take care of this one." Yoongi says but I stand.

"No, I got it."

The look on Yoongi's face was a knowing one as he sat back down.

I knew what he was thinking because I was thinking the same thing.

Y/n is my girlfriend and if anyone is taking care of her, it's me.
•••
Y/n;
I double over, clutching my stomach, after I throw up.

Just then Jin walk in.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

"Far from."

He walk to my side and I move my head back on my pillow and pull the blankets over my face.

"You shouldn't come in here every time I throw up. You're going to get sick." I say.

"I know but I want to make sure you're okay. That's my job after all, to love and take care of you through sickness and in health." He says.

"We're not married." I laugh.

"I want to be."

I blink at him.

"Not right now or anything. I'm sorry." He laughs awkwardly.

I smile and nod my head.

"I want to be married too."

Then I add.

"Not right now or anything."

Jin smiles and lays his hand on my stomach gently.

"Feel better, okay. As soon as You're better I want to take you out." He says.

I hum in approval as I let my eyes fall shut.

"Call me if you need anything else." Jin says as he stands up then leaves.

Without even having to try, I fall back asleep.
•••
Jin;
Right as I get outside of y/n's room I see Yoongi.

"Is she okay?" He asks.

He was genuinely concerned which made me concerned.

"She's okay." I say.

He looks past me at her door and I sigh.

"Really, She'll be okay." I say reassuringly.

This wouldn't be so hard for me if y/n and him weren't already close.

Now I feel like if y/n knew how Yoongi felt she could possibly like him too.

I didn't want to think like that but I couldn't stop myself.

"I'm sorry." Yoongi says.

Then I remember the last time he said he was sorry.

"Right. Why are you sorry? You keep saying that to me." I say.

Yoongi averts his eyes and what he says next pierces my heart like a million knifes.

"I don't just like y/n..I'm in love with her."

[...]

A/n: Sorry for all of the switching of point of views 😂😂