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Taking Care
Pair: Hoseok x F Reader
Summary: Hoseok falls ill and you take on the role of a caregiver. Through the moments of vulnerability and tender care, you solidify the relationship between the both of you, reminding him that even the brightest souls need care and warmth.
Genre: Fluff, Idolxreader, established relationship, girlfriend reader, sick Hobi, Hobi being stubborn AF -
Chapter Warnings: None
WC: 1307
As the doorcode chimed and you entered the apartment, two things became very prominent in the atmosphere. One, the vibrant energy that radiated around Hoseok day and night was replaced by a subdued demeanour. Two, his laughter was replaced by soft coughs and sniffles from the sofa. You quickly took off your shoes and threw the keys in the dish, quickly moving over to view the damage.
But you didn’t have to move far. As you stepped into the living room, Hosoek’s sluggish steps met yours. He was curled up in layers of blankets from head to toe, tissue stuffed in one nostril.
“Hi, Jagiya.” Hobi croaked out. It tugged at your heartstrings to see the usually-filled sunshine being so under the weather.
As you made your way to the kitchen to prepare a soft meal for your boyfriend, he leaned his body over yours. “I missed you.” He nuzzled your neck before pulling away and sat down on the kitchen chair.
“I missed you too, Hobi. But right now, go lay down on the bed.”
Hobi sluggishly got up and you distantly heard the bedroom door close. You picked out the ingredients needed for the ginseng chicken soup, moving efficiently around the kitchen. You quickly threw in the ingredients for the soup and headed over to the tea cabinet to prepare a pot of lemon ginger mint tea. Bringing over a pail of ice and tea, you opened up the bedroom door, revealing Hobi curled up in the middle of the bed.
Hobi turned to you, nose red and eyes puffy. He quickly reached out for the pail when you moved it out of his grasp. “Lay down.” You chided.
Hobi whined but complied. “Baby, you don’t have to help. I can take care of myself.”
You rolled your eyes. “If you could take care of yourself, you wouldn’t be in this state right now and the boys wouldn’t have to call me out in the middle of work to inform me that my boyfriend is so sick he can hardly get out of bed.”
You wiped him down as he pouted up at you. Handing Hobi a cup of tea, you guided him into a sitting position. “The ginseng soup is cooking downstairs.” He sniffled. “Grandma’s recipe: Cool towel 1.”
Hobi nodded. “Been tryna do that but got lazy to change the water after it heats up.”
You headed over to open the windows. “Let some wind in, it’s stuffy.” Hobi chuckled which soon turned into a body-wreaking cough. You sighed. “How did you even get yourself into this?”
You guided him back down and sat on the ottoman at the foot of the bed, watching him as he fell asleep. You quietly sighed and got up, leaving the bedroom door open. Jimin had told you over the phone that Mickey was currently staying with him so the house felt empty. While waiting for the witch potion to brew, you cleaned the house.
Hobi woke up a few hours later to hurl the contents in his stomach out. As you heard the sounds of gurgling, you dropped all work and rushed over to his room. Going over, you tied his hair back into a man bun, keeping the hair off his face. You then brought him back to the bed as he groaned and fussed.
Bringing the bowl of soup to the bedroom, you fed him as much as he could take before forcing medication down his throat.
“No!” Hobi whined. “It makes me puke. I don’t wanna!”
“Hobi, you gotta eat your medicine regardless.” You pushed it towards him with a cup of warm tea. “Come on.”
Hobi took the pills from your hands, looking at them offendedly before swallowing them. He pulled a disgusted face and chugged more tea down. As you tucked him back in bed, you tilted your head up to the ceiling, knowing that it would be a long few days.
Over the next week, you took the role of a caregiver, making sure that Hoseok had everything he needed - even if it meant forcing him to eat it. He absolutely hated his medications so you brewed teas to go with the medication, more herbal tea (that can’t go with Western medication due to the clash of ingredients used), and nourishing meals. Hoseok was essentially bedridden at a certain point in time, causing him to become really bored.
So you decided to bring in some books and shows to keep him entertained. As you sat by his side one evening after his fever had suddenly spiked again, you viewed a different type of vulnerability in Hobi that was usually hidden well behind his cheerful facade. His tired eyes and occasional sighs showed his discomfort, pulling at your heartstrings. As his coughs seemed to worsen, you shot him a concerned glance.
“I think you should go and rest. Your body needs time to heal.”
Hoseok nodded weakly as he looked at you gratefully. You tucked him back into the covers, sitting beside him and occasionally brushing your hand against his forehead to check his temperature.
“Thanks for taking such good care of me, Y/N.” Hosoek’s eyes met yours. “You could’ve just called the boys.”
You nodded. “They do help. Jin occasionally comes up to make you food instead.”
Hobi’s eyes shined with curiosity. “Oh, I didn’t hear him.”
You snickered. “No, sir. You were too deep in sleep while we had meaningful conversations over what caused your sickness.”
Your bedridden boyfriend rolled his eyes. “Truly, thank you for staying with me.”
Your heart swelled with affection as you replied, “It’s the least I can do. You’re always there for everybody, now it’s our turn to take care of you.”
Hoseok’s fingers found Yorus, intertwining them as he turned to his side, fully facing you. “I guess sometimes I forget that even the brightest soul needs a bit of sunshine and warmth.”
With a soft smile, you squeezed his hand. “That’s what I’m here for, Hobi. That’s what the boys are there for. You can lean on us too. We were meant to light up the world together.”
At that moment, the room filled with an unspoken understanding - a connection that went beyond words, a puzzle piece that fell right into place. Hoseok’s vulnerability created a space where you could be present for him in an intimate way.
As the weeks passed, Hoseok’s health slowly improved thanks to your care and the power of rest. His laugh returned, brighter than ever, once again filling the room with its infectious energy. You knew he would soon be back to his cheerful self, dancing and spreading joy wherever he went.
One dinner, as the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a soft orange glow through the window, Hoseok turned to you. “Thank you for being my healing sunshine during these days, Jagiya.” He leaned his head on your shoulder. “I know I was tough to take care of but your staying meant a lot to me.”
You carried his luscious curls. “Hobi, you bring so much light into all of our lives. Sometimes I wonder how to return the favour of that.” You kissed him. “Glad I found a way now.”
With a quiet chuckle, Hoseok pulled you into a hug. “I hope you aren’t asking me to get sick more often.”
You wrapped your arms around him, straddling his lap and leaning your head against his neck. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”
The hug was intimate - one that spoke beyond the language of gratitude and the unbreakable bond you shared. In that embrace, you knew that even in the face of vulnerability, your connection with Hoseok was a source of strength and support. The both of you were puzzle pieces meant to fit and you wouldn’t change it for the world.
Imagine Your OTP
Person A: (Is sick) ‘Coughing’
Person B rushes by their side with a tray along with soup, juice, crackers and a flower.
Person B: “I’m here my dearest~”
Person A: (With a sore throat and wide eyes) “Thank You so much but you didn’t have to-”
Person B: “I wanted to!”
Person B then sits in a chair beside Person A strokes their hair then kisses their head.
Imagine Your OTP
Imagine Person B is a bit down lately and Person A notices this, so when Person B is out (at work or just out) Person A makes their favorite food and dessert, puts on their favorite movie and sets up a nice comfy place for them to rest while watch the movie. When Person B final comes home tired and upset they say their ‘Hello Dear.’ then looks up to see everything Person A set up with Person A in front with a kind smile saying ‘Surprise!’, to which Person B final cheers up and enjoy every Person A made then thanking them and say ‘What would I ever do without you!’ then kisses their cheek.
Imagine being comforted by your F/O, after having a nightmare that your F/O died in.
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