Got7 Short Stories

"Jaebum, I’m alright, put me down right now." You flinched but wasn’t able to loosen yourself from his firm hold of you.
"You obviously aren’t." said Jaebum as he shut the door behind him with his foot and bent over his couch, placing you gently on the soft cushions.
The fact was you were coming down with something more than a fever and you could feel your head spinning as the fluffy pillows embraced you. Closing your eyes, all you could feel were the cushions and saw nothing else despite being in a strange place.
You heard footsteps and sounds of water, and more hurried footsteps.
They stopped and you felt a warm hand on your forehead.
"Do you always get dizzy like this?" asked JB
"No.. but you made it worse.." you mumbled and tried to keep still hoping the spinning would stop.
Just then you felt a pressure on your head and realised JB had sat down beside you, to massage your frowning forehead. You wanted to stop him but he easily locked your weak arm under his.
"Seriously, you. I can’t believe you were working a whole day in this state? It looks like you’re running a fever from overworking. Can’t you just rest for a day?" he asked in a chiding tone, slightly anxious yet not being able to do much.
You opened your eyes, feeling a little better, only to see that his face was right above yours while both his hands cupped your head gently on his lap.
"Shush, it’s okay, just chill, don’t worry okay? I’ll make this giddiness go away, I know what I’m doing babe. I get this all the time, now just relax and close your eyes for awhile more, promise." JB never took his hands off your head for a second while he continued to massage your head.
After a few minutes, you felt all better and your head stopped spinning.
You opened your eyes again, and quickly thanked JB.
"I’m a lot better now, Jaebum-ah. Thanks… " you sat up awkwardly and looked around.
He straightened your hair and stood up, getting you the drink.
"You’re not gonna spike me are you." Staring suspiciously at the water as you sit on his couch, it looked like the perfect date-rape setting you read about in thriller novels.
Rolling his eyes, he drank half of the glass, and offered it back to you.
"Ok I’ve drunk half of the poison." he said.
With a smile, you accepted the drink and had it.
"You’ve got a neat house, everything’s………. just, so …….. neat." As you looked around, you saw that nothing was out of place, and everything was orderly where it should be. Almost like a showroom.
"I haven’t had much time at home, so naturally everything’s not gotten a chance to be messed up. But I guess that’s gonna change soon." he said, walking to the kitchen and starting to look for some food.
Wondering what he meant, you asked “What do you mean?”
"Nah, it’s okay you won’t understand. Anyways, I’m hungry so I’m gonna cook some porridge for us alright?" without looking up, he started washing rice and picking out pots.
"What?" you frowned hard, not making any sense of the situation. "Jaebum, I think you’re ….. being a little too….."
He stopped, and looked at you.
"I meant what I said. It’s simple - I like you, and you’re sick in my house, so Imma take care of you now. You get it?" with a smirk, he got back to cooking, and literally left you frozen on the spot, wondering what just went through your ears.
You closed your eyes, figuring that it was no point struggling home when here he was offering to make you dinner, and the couch was pretty comfortable too. You fell asleep and only awoke when you smelled the aroma of a warm chicken broth filling the air.
"Okay dinner’s ready….." he scooted out with a pot and placed it on the table in front of you.
"Wow………. i’m impressed JB… for a guy like you."
"I haven’t cooked this for a long time so I’m not sure how it’s gonna taste, but it sure does smell good for now." he said, as he scooped a portion for you, and another spoon separately, and blew on it to cool.
"Here, try it." he reached out his spoon to your mouth, wanting to feed you.
"Uhh it’s okay I can… ah…um.." he gently coaxed the spoonful of porridge into your mouth like a grandma feeding a whiny kid.
"How’s the taste?" he asked with eyes wide open, waiting for your response.
"It’s really good!" even you were surprised by the taste.
"Ah, that’s such a relief. Alright then, you’ll eat and take a bath. I’ll go prepare the bed for you to rest the night here." he stood up and you in disbelief, choked on the porridge trying to stop him.
"Take it easy!" he patted your back and laughed, "don’t worry, I can take you home after this… but to be honest, I’d prefer it if you stayed. I’m not gonna be able to sleep seeing you like this, knowing you’d be home alone."
"Jaebum-ah, I really appreciate your care, but I think things are moving a little too fast and erm, I’d really like it if you could just chill for a bit." you coughed, wondering what was wrong with you to reject JB the superstar, the love of half a million screaming fans, who was now patting your back on one hand and holding a glass of water in the other.
You had to be dreaming.

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