Sick. 

It almost seemed deathly to get out of bed, especially in her current state. With tons of tissues scattered all over her bed and on the floor, it seemed like this flu has decided to stay. She could only lay in bed in defeat while breathing through her mouth instead of her stuffy nose.

Her phone rings. This had only prompted her to force herself out of the tissue mount to reach for her phone. Opening one squinted eye, she reads the contact ID before letting out a rough groan. 

"What do you want now?" She hears a soft chuckle on the other line. Rolling her eyes, she waits for him to reply to her question.

"Wait, are you okay? You sound sick."

"No shit, Sherlock." She mutters. "You know what, V? If it's not important, then why did you even bother?" He lets out a soft sigh.

"Do you have a fever?"

"I have the flu." She replies. "But does that matter to you? Don't you have photoshoots to do? I told the crew that I was not coming in today because I'm sick―"

"Where's Jungkook?" He questions and she falls silent. "Is he not looking after you? You sound like you're going to die any minute now with that flu. Did he get you some medicine?"

"I can handle it on my own, thank you very much." She groans in pain. "I'm gonna hang up now, there's no point in staying on the line to talk about nonsense. Talk to you later―"

She stops mid-sentence when she hears him scramble on the other line. He's grunting as if he was getting up from his seat and soon enough you hear him close a few doors, even the rattle of his keys. "Hang in there, okay? I'll be right there."

"No, you don't need to―"

"I want to, okay?"

She shuts up. "Okay."

  ❀ ❀❀ 

It takes a couple of knocks for him to see her in a disheveled state. He analyzes her from head to toe, grimacing and wincing at how terrible she looked. From her tangled hair to her red nose, he could only frown. 

"You look like shit."

"Well, don't we have a Mr. Obvious here?" He chuckles. "Stop laughing at me, I've been feeling like shit since last night―" He places his hand on her forehead and she's too caught off guard to finish her sentence.

"You have a high fever." He says sternly, and it's immediate that his face turns serious. "Let's get you to bed, alright? I'll make you some soup."

She nods her head, complying to his orders. As she starts heading to the living room to lie down on the couch, she stops in her tracks and turns over her shoulder. Looking at him as he starts taking out the groceries he had bought before dropping by, she tilts her head in confusion.

"Why are you doing this?" She questions him and he stops. He looks over his shoulder and flashes her a soft smile.

"Because I want to," he shrugs his shoulders. "Also because your stupid boyfriend didn't come to check up on you."

She frowns. "Jungkook's just busy―"

"Too busy that he can't check up on his girlfriend who looks like death in living form?"

"Touche."

He purses his lips into a line and starts getting back to cooking her some soup. Plopping her butt onto the couch, she starts hearing a few clatters here and there. She sighs, turning on the TV to distract herself from the ruckus happening in the kitchen.

It's only after a few minutes and she suddenly hears a loud clatter. Groaning to herself, she forces herself back into the kitchen to see him searching through her cupboards.

"You need help?"

He looks at her with a lopsided smile. "Yes, please. Where do you store your pepper?"

Trudging over towards him, she opens up one cupboard to reveal the pepper. Although, the cupboard sits too high for her to reach whatever is inside the cupboard, she has no other choice but to struggle with her height. Already on her tippy-toes, she's still far from reaching the pepper. V stands there and witnesses her as she cutely pouts.

"Let me help you―"

"No, I can do it. Just because I'm short, doesn't mean that I can't―"

"You can't reach it―"

"Yes, I can―" He's already reaching above her, easily grabbing the pepper from the shelf. 

Suddenly, she stumbles out of clumsiness and he reaches out to grab her from falling. His arm is wrapped around his waist and she shuts her eyes to embrace the impact she's expected to get from falling on her butt. When the impact doesn't occur, she opens her eyes and slowly turns around to see V looking down at her. 

The jar of pepper falls to the floor seconds after. The both of them look down and clash their foreheads together in the process. They both groan in pain, before bursting out into laughter. She looks up at him only to notice that he's already looking at her.

"What the fuck is going on here?"

The both of them break their gazes to see none other than Jungkook, standing at the door with tons of grocery bags in his hands and nothing but a huge frown spread across his lips.