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A week had passed since Jimin had fallen sick, and in that time, Yoongi had taken care of him in ways Jimin never imagined. Every morning, Yoongi woke him up gently, his voice soft and warm as he whispered sweet words into his ear. He helped Jimin with everything—bathing, dressing, and even feeding him when Jimin was too tired to lift his spoon.
At first, Jimin had protested. "Hyung, I can do it myself," he had mumbled, embarrassed as Yoongi held the spoon near his lips.
But Yoongi had only smiled, his voice teasing yet affectionate. "I know you can, baby, but let me spoil you a little, hmm?"
And just like that, Jimin found himself being taken care of in the most loving way.
Yoongi never let Jimin lift a finger. He would wrap a blanket around Jimin’s shoulders when he sat on the couch, hold his hand when they walked around the mansion, and rub soothing circles on Jimin’s back when he felt tired.
But the most intimate moments were during their mornings together.
Morning Routine
"Alright, time to get you cleaned up, baby," Yoongi said one morning, standing beside the bed with a towel draped over his arm.
Jimin, still half-asleep, buried his face in the pillow. "Mmm… five more minutes," he mumbled, his voice muffled.
Yoongi chuckled. "Nope. You need to bathe, Doll. And I’m helping you, as always."
Jimin groaned playfully but allowed Yoongi to pull him up. His body felt much better now—his strength had returned, and the bruises from his fall had almost faded completely. But still, Jimin had grown fond of Yoongi’s care, of the way his husband pampered him with such devotion.
As Yoongi led him to the bathroom, Jimin leaned against him, wrapping his arms around Yoongi’s waist. "You really like taking care of me, don’t you?"
Yoongi smirked, pressing a soft kiss to Jimin’s forehead. "Of course. I love spoiling my Doll."
Inside the bathroom, Yoongi turned on the warm water, checking the temperature before turning to Jimin. "Okay, arms up," he instructed playfully.
Jimin rolled his eyes but did as told, letting Yoongi pull off his shirt. His skin was still marked with faint traces of past bruises, but the tenderness had disappeared, thanks to Yoongi’s constant care.
Yoongi guided Jimin under the warm spray of the shower, his fingers working through Jimin’s hair with gentle precision. He shampooed the soft locks carefully, his fingertips massaging Jimin’s scalp in slow, soothing circles.
