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jaefmin · 3 years

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Treat you better | N.Jm

Treat you better - Na Jaemin

↳ Pairing: caretaker!Jaeminx fem!reader [sick!reader]

↳ Genre: fluff, angst, fever, humor (if you notice mine😭), friend!au, anxiety, childhood!friends, tattooed!Jaemin sadlkf they don't even kiss-

↳ Synopsis: It's your stupid, ugly and imperfect body that's giving up right before attending an important meeting with your boss. This could give you a promotion, but your body's in a state to just lay in bed all day. Will you be able to get to the meeting?

↳ WC: 2.7k

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↳ Pairing: caretaker!Jaeminx fem!reader [sick!reader]

↳ Genre: fluff, angst, fever, humor (if you notice mine😭), friend!au, anxiety, childhood!friends, tattooed!Jaemin sadlkf they don't even kiss-

↳ WC: 2.7k

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@intokook 🙃🙃

As soon as you're about to pass out from exhaustion, someone knocks at your room's door. Not now. Please. You're barely left with the energy to open your eyes. Your eyelids feel heavy, but soon lift up wide awake when the person enters your room. Those usual creaky sounds of the doors reach your ears only to make you quiver, and, you're blessed with a sight of a pale faced man, hair neatly arranged on his face with a worried expression. Your eyes fall on the man's outfit, a pair of cargos, with a black shirt covering his torso. His facial features seem pleasuring- beautiful orbs with round specs, muscular hands, and beautiful tattoos on them. You immediately recognize the man by his tattoos, and he seems to recognize you too. His appearance disgusts you now that you've realized him. But it's too late to analyze and hate the man in front of you more deeply. Before knowing anything more, you fall asleep.

You feel a hard splash on your face, and in seconds, and you're wide awake. A chill runs down your spine and you begged for the person to have thrown warm water on you. Your eyes witness a standing Jaemin, with a mug of water in his hands. His tattoos attract your eyes towards them, and you can't help but stare at them. "So this is how long it takes to wake you up? I've been shaking you for the past half hour and you are like some big old chimpanzee that doesn't feel anything when an ant's trying to move it." Jaemin baffles. "Hey!" You stammer "Anyways, why are you here?" You ask back. It was oddly strange of Jaemin to be here. "Some man called Jaehyun sent me here. I'm originally taking care of old sick people in an old-age home, but Jaehyun told me about your situation. Trust me, I didn't expect it to be you." Jaemin explained in a high tone. He paused a bit after a comeback again. "And If your condition's hell, then didn't you think of paying the doctor a visit?" His tone seemed like he was sick because of you, and he was criticizing you for even breathing. "That's not how you talk to a sick person." You stood up in your defense "Yeah yeah. 'Sweetie, would you like to visit the doctor? 'Cause I really think we should go there.'" Jaemin mocked you, and you could really see the same young, frustrated Jaemin in him. "You haven't changed at all, have you?"

Jaemin made sure you were seated properly in the car. He drove the seatbelt around you and continued to the driver's seat. He turned on the heater, and asked "So, what's wrong? When did you get your fever?" His tone seemed to have calmed a little bit. "Yesterday night. I had a headache, the night was full of surprises every hour." You replied to him in a voice low pitched. "Don't worry we'll get you all fine. And Jaehyun told me that you had a really important meeting... Or something like that? Would you like to tell me more about it?" Jaemin asked. "Oh yeah, there's a personal meet my boss wants to host with me. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't have exaggerated it, only if it wasn't in Vegas." You ended with a sad tone, knowing that you'll never make it in there. And losing your job... for another season of hunger games until you get the next one. You sighed. "Don't worry sweetheart. I'll take you there." Jaemin boldly let out.

"No need to worry Y/N. You're absolutely fine. It's just a viral. All those bacteria are kinda fighting inside your tummy, and you've gotta let the good one win and then bam! Y/N's all back!" Jaemin exclaimed. "Which one's the good one?" You ask him only to have been receiving a weird reply from him. At first, he stammered a bit, and then let out. "Not like you're gonna go and dance with pom-poms inside your tummy to cheer them up. Do you even know how much Jaehyun exaggerated it?" He immediately changed the subject. He kept on talking, and indistinct sounds entered in your ears as you were in your own world, lost, thinking something. Although a smile did appear on your face upon hearing Jaehyun's name, and how he'd taken care of you. He was the best colleague ever, and you had your own little crush on him.

"J-Jaemin?"

"Yes?"

"I really need to clean up my bedroom. You've witnessed how soiled it is. Would you mind doing that for me?"

"While you will...?"

"...Watch the telly?"

......

"Alright, JUST because you're sick. Keep in mind I don't really be so kind to people like you. I hate those years when you're in your twenties. A big judgmental couch potato stuck to your screen."

"Well, you are in your twenties?" You replied after calculating a bit. "Not for long." Jaemin replied. "A decade passes like this." He snapped his fingers to indicate how the years pass, and you seemed to be fascinated with his answers. You knew the old Jaemin, the one that used to bully you in high school, but this one seems interesting. Feels like he's gotten over the series of unfortunate events that you both went across. His aura was different. The kind that would make you jump into his personality's fathomless ocean, and plunge into it. Somehow, he made you feel like he had changed a bit, but at the same time likewise the old Jaemin. The days you spent together, the fights both of you had, all those memories kept haunting you. You never forgot what he meant to you. "Earth to Y/N?" Jaemin snapped you out of your thoughts and you looked back at the tattooed man. "I'm not going to clean up your room." "What?!?! Why?!?" You stood and stared at the air, thinking what happened to your voice. It got harder, huskier, a sense of cough in it. Before you knew it, you were coughing your lungs out like crazy, and that just made Jaemin panic. He started going around in circles, and you immediately asked him to bring water because you knew he wasn't going to do that on his own. "Alright, shh calm down. Relax. Here's your pill. Have it and take rest." Jaemin shortly laid you on the bed after that. His face was on top of yours, and he was about to get your medicines to you, when you felt it coming. You were about to cough. You were trying your best to control it, but Jaemin wouldn't stop lecturing you on relaxing.

Bam.

"UGH!! GROSS Y/N!!!!!!" Jaemin's face was a masterpiece from down where you were looking from. After a couple- err well a lot of 'ewws', 'ughs', 'you're so damn gross' , 'who would want to even take care of you', he finally calmed down.

"What kind of person coughs on the face of their own caretakers?" Jaemin asked after wiping his face for the tenth time. "Face-cougher." You were all giggly and jolly before hearing that name. "Excuse me?" You said. "What's wrong, Face-cougher?" You did not like the new nickname. "You did not call me that." "Yes I just did, face-cougher." Jaemin replies and you are not staying quiet in this. "Y/N is a face-cougher!! Face-cougher!!" Jaemin started teasing and that's all you were taking.

Another bam.

And it isn't good this time too.

This time, you landed right on Jaemin. He put the couch cushions for his defense, but the anger inside you told you to throw the cushion and throttle him right away. And you decided to do that. Of course, not the whole 'throttling' part. He was quick enough to find another good defense. This one was a vessel, the one he decided to cook pasta for you in, but that never progressed further more than deciding. So, physically preparing yourself, you grabbed the spatula and dashed towards Jeno. A thought tingled inside you and you tried to push it away, but it forced you to look at it.

You're sick, Y/N.

You almost forgot about that. Your body was filled with a wave of energy to fight back. This thought didn't last too long, and not before you're outta the dreamy world and back at Jaemin. You were right above him right now. Jaemin immediately used his defense, the closed side facing towards you. You hit the vessel making a loud noise, and it sort of felt that you were getting your panic attack again. It hadn't been a long time since you knew that your spatula wouldn't last against his vessel and now you didn't even have the time to go and change again. He took the advantage of your a-bit-too-late-realization and pounced over you. "Damn it! Is this how girls are when they're sick?!?! Oh pity those male doctors!!" It was kinda weird to hear these things from a guy's mouth, but you knew what an anti-girl person Jaemin was. It reminded you of your colleague Jungkook, who had the same behavior towards girls. Jaemin's arm slipped over, and he landed right on you. There was a worried expression on his face, to get close to you again, a fear of whether you might 'bam' him or not again. He immediately held you for support, but your body was doing nothing other than feeling weak- no mood to stay strong, so you got pulled away with Jaemin. He landed on ground with his back facing it, and had you in a such a position that his body was pressed against yours. Jaemin's face was centimeters apart from yours, and it reminded you of this days when he used to hold you this close. You both stayed still in the moment, processing what just happened. He waited a while, before he stretched out his hand to cup your face. He stroked your skin with his soft hands, a feeling of shiver running down your spine. "Everything's still the same, Y/N." Jaemin muttered. "I'll be here."

"Alright, have this, you'll be fine within half an hour." Jaemin gave you a huge tablet. "Are you sure?" You asked, nervousness filling you up. "Yes, the doctor's prescribed it.'' After having the medicine, you had a nice sleep while He cleaned up your room, and you woke up around six. "Morning, sleeping beauty." Jaemin's voice was heard across the room. Its like he knew that you were going to wake up right at this moment. Freaky how he does that.

Does he have to get back the flirting mode on? You rub your eyes, and try to get up, but due to the weakness inside, you fall back. Jaemin immediately notices and rushes towards you. "Does the medicine make you feel any better?" He asks, a caring tone occupying his voice. He puts his hand under your waist and tries to get you up, the bridal style. "What are you doing!? Move!" You shove his hand away, a stiffness taking shield over your body. "What? I was helping you get up." You saw the innocence in his voice and calmed down a bit. "It's alright, I can handle that."

He gives you a perplexed look and turns to the soft toy in his hand. "Alright, but I must admit, you have a great soft toy collection." Jaemin faces you again, this time with puppy eyes.

"NO. You're not going anywhere with Dolphie. Keep it back."

He turns towards the shelf while mumbling something to himself.

...

"HEY! I'M NOT A MEANIE!"

Jaemin left the dolphin on the shelf and your eyes were forced to shift their gaze towards the whole room. It was way cleaner than you could ever keep it. Everything was finally clean, not dust-coated as it used to stay. Your study table attracted your attention- looking brand new, as if it were just made yesterday. Jaemin must have some experience of helping old age people with their stuff back at his old house. "Wow. It's... pretty." You complimented his efforts. He smiles to you and lays over your bed. "You have pretty great stuff."

"I liked your journal the best."

You felt like throwing yourself outside the window. Or, it might be great to take him in too so he doesn't go around telling everybody about your crushes. "Literally, Y/N," You weren't prepared for what's next. What's he going to reveal? The time you crushed on your math teacher? Or when you imagined a boy naked? But what came out was way worse than all of the book.

"You had a wet dream with me?"

Oh no. Out of all of it this one was what he asked? The tension on your face rose up, blood rushing up to your cheeks. He looked at you and smirked. "Oh, don't worry sweetheart. I've read all of it." You couldn't handle a second before you smashed a pillow right at him. He took it by surprise, and actually got hit by the pillows. "Do girls hit people when they're shy?"

Crackhead.

A thought rose up in your mind. "Yes. They do. And if you get them too shy they might even stab you." Jaemin mocked a scared look on his face and then went, "Heh. You and your stupid girl jokes." You quickly needed something against him... a secret, maybe. You try to recall something embarrassing that he told you, and it strikes faster than you thought.

"I think you might die."

Jaemin's face was left expressionless, "Oh, all because I read your journal and now you're gonna stab me?"

"Close, but not exact."

Before you could tell him the exact reason why he might die, he pulls out a pink book, and turns out, it's nothing but your journal.

"Y/N-" Before any word could come out of that beautiful mouth of this crackhead, you reach out to grab the book from his hands. It seems like he doesn't even want to try, and you have the book in your hands within a flash.

You keep the book with you, hugging it as tight as possible, so that even if he tries to make a grab at it, he would fail. He lays down on your bed, the body-fit shirt hugging him tight. It seemed like his mood had completely changed. He chuckles, "You're still the same, you know? Nothing has changed." He held out your hand. Was he trying to change the topic?

You try to indulge into the conversation, asking "How? Everything has changed over the last decade."

Jaemin had changed completely, and that fact made you think that he would feel the same towards you. You saw a sense of maturity, more of responsibility in him. Ever since both of you separated, it had been hard to move on, every day and night spent in grief. But as usual, life strung the both of you along with it, and you both followed. You suddenly had flashbacks, that night in the club, the pool party... you immediately shook your head, wanting to forget all of the embarrassing moments of your life.

"Y/N, You know that the meeting's tomorrow, right?" Jaemin's face grew serious. "Do you have any idea how you're going to manage?" There was a tone of worriedness in his words. "C'mon! I almost became your wrestle buddy! I can handle it!! I'll just gulp down some of my medicines, and I'll be okay." Your conditions were streets ahead after you got some sleep. Everything felt finer, specially when you woke up to the perfect sight of the room you never had. You played with Jaemin's fingers and then reached out for his arms. You assured him, "Everything's going to be fine, only if I can control myself for puking on you." Not being able to control yourself, you giggled at Jaemin's widened eyes.

"I'm going to wear plastic on me then." You burst out into fits of laughter, "Like JYP?" Jaemin smiled upon you, "Yes."

After all of this, you were sure the trip would be fun, and you probably won't upload the next season of hunger games.

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bts5sosempire · 5 years

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BTS Reaction: warming them up

A/n: since its cold, and I often tend to mother my friends who end up sneezing or coughing around me. Even though I'm the youngest out of the bunch.

Kim Seokjin:

As soon as a sneeze goes off from him, Jin heard footsteps that were loud as thunders entered his line of hearing. The door to the shared bedroom slammed open and Jin jumps up from his seat in fright of the computer, while he was playing a game. You were at the door, looking right at him. And Jin looks right back at you.

"I heard a sneeze, was that you?"

Jin was about to say 'yes' but another sneeze came from him and you didn't need to ask again. Walking over to Jin, you went to touch his hand that was cold as ice.

"You're cold, " you look around the room, "and the room is cold too. I'll go turn on the heater." You give him a quick peck on his cheek and they were also cold too.

Running over to the bed, you went to grab your soft and fluffy warm blanket and drape it over his body, your hands remain on his broad shoulders. "Please don't get sick."

"Thank you for your words of affirmation." He went to grab one of your warm small hands.

"I mean it, I really don't want you to get sick." Then you pull your hands away and went to turn on the heater.

"Instead of turning in the heater, why don't you be my personal one?" He shouted right after you left the room.

Min Yoongi:

When Yoongi mutter, "I'm feeling cold," you look up at him as he is taking off his clothes. He was tired from working and cold from the snow that was heavily sprinkling outside. He was half wet from the snow.

"Do you want to lay down?" You ask, moving a bit for him to sleep beside you on the bed. Yoongi appreciated your giving self and took advantage of the space you make for him.

As soon as the warmth hits him, he let out a content sound and sink deep into the bed. You throw the blanket to cover him and wrap an arm and leg around him as he did the same thing you're doing to him. "You're very warm." He snuggles closer to you. Yoongi likes the attention you're giving him. He feels your finger in his slightly damp hair.

"I know, " moving your hand to his face, you trace his noticeable tired features. "Sleep tight Sugamon."

Calling him by that name, Yoongi snapped open his eyes, "Is that a new nickname for me?"

"You have plenty of nicknames from me and Army, and I choose the one from Army. Would you like Little Meow Meow?"

Jung Hoseok:

"Hobi are you cold?" You look up at him, who was standing next to you while shaking and was bouncing on his knees.

"I'm not cold if I'm cold that means the sun has died." He was shivering, you can see him trying to warm himself up. Hoseok and the rest of Bangtan were still filming and it was dead on winter. Hoseok was wearing a thin shirt that you can see his collarbone and a pair of sandy color khakis. The wind isn't nice either.

"Hobi come over here, " you motion him with a hand and he comes over, "sit here." Standing up from your spot, you let him sit there. Once he settles down, you sit on his lap and use the blanket to cover you both.

On instinct, his arms went around your waist and pull you close to him. "I like this." He comments and rests his chin on your shoulder. He can feel your body best spreading to his rapidly. "I am officially promoting you to the best girlfriend in the world."

"I'm offended that I'm not the best, if not already the best. I'm leaving you to the cold." You try to move away, but Hoseok tightens his grip and started to apologize and laugh.

Kim Namjoon:

You were waiting at the stop light for the crosswalk person to show up as Namjoon and you were both on your way to a new café shop that had open recently. He buried himself deep into his sweater and you glance up at him out if the corner of your eyes. His ears were red.

"Namjoon are you cold?" And a sniffle from him can be heard. You took out a heat pack from your pocket and put it in his as you touch his icicle hand. You went to hold his cold hand and wrapped his cold one around yours. "Let's hold our hand like this until we reach the café."

"Why are you so warm?"

"I have always been warm."

The crosswalk person appeared on the counting light, and you and Namjoon walk the street. "You look like a little cocoon Joonie."

Park Jimin:

"The sweater looks bigger than I expected." You told Jimin who was looking at you trying on the pastel color sweater that you had ordered about a week ago. The sweater droops down on your shoulder and it reaches above your thighs. "I think they got my order wrong chim."

Jimin watches you run over to the box and look at the description. "They did get it wrong, I order a medium and they send me an extra large one."

"They did?"

"Yeah, they did." You walk over to him and show him the box. "I should return it back to them." Jimin grabs the hem of your sweater and lift it up and get inside of it too. He pokes his head through the opening hole and stretches his arms around your waist on the inside.

"It's a perfect fit, why return it?" He looks down at you.

"Ah, you're such a snuggle person."

Jimin pulls you down onto the couch with him and he let you lay on top of him. He rubbed a hand on your back. "I like to snuggle, it's perfect too since I'm cold."

Kim Taehyung:

Taehyung had to stay outside for 15 minutes-- wearing nothing but thin and light clothes, as a punishment for losing a bet to Jungkook and Jimin. He was squatting down and poking the snow with a stick.

Your boyfriend let out a very loud sneeze and was shivering. "Taehyung?" Calling out his name, he looks over his shoulder and saw you clad in all warmth.

Walking to him, you squat in front of him and look up at him. You took both his hands and put them around your face and neck. Smiling up at him, you get closer to him and boop your nose to his. "Your hands are getting cold."

"What are you doing out here? You should go back inside."

"I came here to check up on you, it's not like they're going to know that I'm here unless they look." Your hands went to his cold face and you start drumming your fingers on his cheekbone. "I don't like seeing you getting cold."

He let out a bashful smile and his hand slide up to your face and puff out your cheeks. He likes your attention and caring nature.

"Do you want to cuddle?" You ask him. He didn't waste time hugging you for the remainder of his punishment. All he wants right now was warmth and love.

Jeon Jungkook:

"Why are you pushing me away?" You ask the stubborn boy, he continued to push you away with his feet. "I'm just giving you warmth and if you didn't like it I would go to Hoseok instead."

"Go ahead to Hoseok then." Jungkook didn't glance up at you once from his game.

You were seething your teeth and wish him death on his character in the game. "You ungrateful Seagull!" Tackling him to the ground, you manage to knock him down with you. "I've been waiting for you for 4 hours to get off the computer so we can chill, but you like D!va more than me!" You got on top of him and straddle his waist as you were hitting his chest.

Jungkook grabs hold of both wrist and looks away with a cocky smile. He pulls you down to his chest and rolls over to the side as he locks his legs around your flailing ones.

"We will cuddle like this then."

"No! I don't want you anymore!"

"Awe, are you mad?"

"I'm hangry you big goof!"

Tine goes on with you trying to get out Jungkook's grip and Jungkook was enjoying your little tantrum as he would coddle you like a child and which makes you angrier. So much for trying to relax with him, and he ended up the one who is trying to calm you down.

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