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Shinyu is adorable.
sick day off requested
genre: fluff, hurt/comfort ; pairing: idol!shinyu x gn!reader ; warnings: sickness (no wayy), mentions of throwing up, medicine, that’s it! ; wc: ~1k ; @kstrucknet
maia’s note: hehe this was so cute to write. after writing so much for shinyu, he’s been bias wrecking me so badly.. i also desperately need to get back into my written works era. enjoy reading! likes, reblogs, and feedback is always appreciated!! 🫶
you woke up with what felt like, and most likely was, hundreds of text messages on your phone.
you were expecting them to be from your boyfriend, shinyu, as it was his day off and the two of you had planned a relaxing, simple date together. as in, you go over to his dorm and play video games on his switch with him. that was the ideal with shinyu anyways.
the notifications on your phone begged to differ, though, as they were not from shinyu, but his bandmates instead.
DOHOON 💬
yn shinyu hyung isnt feeling well he told me to text u
he says in a groggy voice, “im sorry yn..”
KYUNGMIN 💬
shinyu says he’ll have to cancel your date :(( he doesn’t want to get you sick
and oh is he SICK alright! that guy was throwing up!
you roughly rubbed your eyes after reading the messages. frowning out of concern, you wrote out a message to dohoon.
read under the cut!
YN 💬
oh no hwannie
ill be there in 30. what symptoms does he have? ill get medicine.
dohoon responds quickly.
DOHOON 💬
nono shinyu hyung said not to come
you groaned at your boyfriend’s stubbornness.
YN 💬
dohoon i’m heading over there. what are his symptoms.
you put your phone down to get ready, knowing that you’re going to visit shinyu no matter his member’s response.
after you’re done and all set, you pick your phone back up and read the most recent message from dohoon.
DOHOON 💬
fever, body aches, and a small cough. he threw up a few times earlier too..
you sighed, making sure you had everything before exiting your apartment.
୨♡୧ ৎㅤִ ⎯⎯ ✦
you stood at the front door of tws’ dorm, hitting two gentle knocks on it.
the door creaks open—creepily.. almost—to the dim apartment. there stands jihoon.
he whispers, “hi yn. keep it low if you can since shinyu hyung doesn’t know you’re coming.”
you internally groan, of course they didn’t tell him. jihoon gestures you to come in and you do as instructed. he closes the door behind you before walking you to shinyu and youngjae’s bedroom.
the door to their room is closed, and with no hesitation, you grab hold of the door knob.
jihoon quickly stops you, raising his hands in warning. “wait! before you go in, can you tell shinyu hyung to not be mad with us?” he says in a low voice.
you chuckled, “yes jihoon, i’ll tell him i was the one who insisted on coming here.”
he smiled widely, stepping back and signaling you to enter the room.
you turned the knob, slowly opening the door and setting foot into the space. pushing the door behind you but not fully closing it, you approach your boyfriend’s bed which was covered by a long curtain.
youngjae isn’t in sight, as he most likely wanted to avoid contracting any sort of sickness—with the clean freak he is—and is in another member’s room instead.
you hear a soft shuffling in the bed. “huh?” shinyu says in a weak voice.
you move the curtain aside slowly, now looking him straight in the eyes (which were half open).
“yn? what are you-“ he gets interrupted by a cough of his own.
you looked at him worriedly and began to take out the medicine you had brought from out of your bag.
“your members let me know you were sick.” you exhaled deeply. “and i know you didn’t want me to come but how could i not? look at you.”
a moment of silence passed as you looked at him up and down with your eyebrows furrowed.
you continued, “i don’t care about getting sick, i just want you to feel better.”
shinyu mumbles, “i’m sorry.”
you shook you head. “it isn’t your fault. is this your water?” you point to a glass on his cluttered bedside table.
he nods, unable to look at you straight in the eyes.
you take the cup and direct him to take the medicine you brought, helping him sit up in doing so. he does as you say and afterwards, takes your hand in his. his hand is warm.
“i finally have a day off and i just happen to get sick,” he pouts. “i was looking forward to being with you; to finally having a day all to ourselves.” his voice is low and somewhat unclear, but you’re still able to make out his words.
you stare at him, eyes full of adoration as you observe his messy head of hair and the way the corners of his soft pink lips turn downward. how could someone look so beautiful while being horribly sick?
“i know hwannie. i was excited too.” you reassure him, “and, there will still be more opportunities for us to spend time together in the future, okay?”
you reached out to make an effort to fix his bed head, pushing strands of his soft hair away from his face. he melted into your touch.
“plus.. we are technically together right now. this still counts, right?” you smile at him.
he looked up to meet your gentle gaze. his eyes are tired and full of exhaustion, yet when he makes eye contact with you, a part of them light up a little.
he rubbed your hand softly, caressing it with love. “yeah, that’s true.” he hesitates, before mumbling something under his breath.
“huh?” you hum in question.
he cleared his throat. “do you want to.. cuddle?”
you grinned immediately at his words. did it matter if you got sick? in any other case, yes. but right now, when your loving boyfriend with his adorable red nose, flushed pink cheeks, and gleaming shiny eyes was directly in front of you and wanted cuddles, did it really matter?
the answer to that was no. it will always be no.
you giggled, “i would love to hwannie.”
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okay but the vibes?? the whispering?? the choro??? yes, i'm vibing with this. lev-approval.
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