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Y/n’s day had started out as normal; sat at her desk, fingers typing across her keyboard as she nibbled on the last of her breakfast, a hot chocolate within reach. Making progress on the assignment with little to no interruption, the university undergrad had little to worry about as the Word document in front of her continued to increase in size, research notes from several lectures and self-study making themselves useful. It was a normal day, at least, it was supposed to be.
And then it started.
Hands freezing in place as the first wave of throbbing pain hit her head, y/n’s eyes wavered; vision blurry as she breathed through the pain. It hadn’t been a week since her last debilitating migraine – one that saw her missing two days’ worth of classes – and she had hoped that she’d have enough time to get as much done before she was forced to spend her day in a dark room laid in bed. Pushing through via several deep breaths, y/n typed out the paragraph on screen, hands shaking as she tried to hold herself together and not wake up her sleeping boyfriend – namely Park Jimin, resting his head on her bed a mere arm’s length away from y/n’s chair.
Her efforts were in vain though, as she cried out in pain, head held in her hands. It was just too much to handle. Unaware that she had awoken the now-not sleeping man behind her, y/n resigned herself to laying her head against her desk, the cool wood only barely providing relief until she was able to carry herself to get painkillers.
“Baby?” Gently patting his girlfriend’s shoulder, Jimin chuckled, brushing strands out of her face and handing the tablets and glass of water over. “Another migraine?”
“Mhm…” Humming in confirmation behind the glass, y/n sighed once she’d swallowed the tablets. Tired of being held down by her own medical condition, the building emotion revealed its less-than-pretty face through tears, the sounds of y/n’s whimpers filling the silence. Pouting himself, Jimin crouched until he was eye-level, holding y/n’s cheek as he wiped away tears, pulling her into a hug she definitely needed.
“It hurts… ‘Min it hurts so much…”
“I know baby, I know. I got you, hm?” Whispering gentle nothings as he caressed her aching head, the brunet pulled away to look into her eyes, kissing the space between her brows with a smile that screamed how in love he was. “Want me to draw the blackout curtains so you can take a nap?”
“I’d like that…thanks, baby.”
“Anytime my love. Rest well.”