b1a4 drabble; bayoung
Pairing: BaYoung
Word Count: 765
Summary: Baro hurts his wrist and is a brat about it. Jinyoung attempts to make him feel better.
Rating: G
(a/n: There's this drabble challenge going around on tumblr and my friend asked for "Nurse Me" and BaYoung. This is the end result. It's a bit longer than a drabble, but oh well.)
During a performance of “Baby I’m Sorry”, Sunwoo took a great fall and hurt his wrist. The rapper was very irritated at his incompetence and wouldn’t talk to anyone in the dorm for days. Any time someone would ask how he was doing, he’d just grunt in reply and storm off to his bedroom. They would try to comfort him, by saying that they all had accidents and it was okay and it didn’t mean that he was terrible at what he did, but Sunwoo would just reply by making faces a five year old would make. Eventually, they all just left him alone, he obviously wanted to be stuck in his little tantrum. Not even Junghwan would dare to go inside what was now dubbed “the cave”.
One night at dinner, Jinyoung prepared an extra plate of food. For five, rather than the usual four. “What are you doing? You’re not going to go in there, are you?” Junghwan asked, fear rising in his quarter sized eyeballs. “He hasn’t been eating anything, except Choco Pies for a week! As the leader,” everyone rolled their eyes and Chanshik mumbled, oh, here it goes, “……..shut up, you guys. As the leader, it is my duty to keep you all healthy, even if one of you decides to have an attitude and it can’t be healthy to only eat chocolate covered marshmallows. Plus, he probably needs to change his bandages.” They all nodded and wished him luck, while Junghwan declared that he could live off Choco Pies.
Jinyoung knocked tenderly on Sunwoo’s door, balancing a plate of Aglio Olio, some bandages and antibiotic ointment in the other hand. A low growl rumbled on the other side, “NO!” but the leader let himself in anyway. Discarded boxes of various junk food lined the floor around Sunwoo’s bed. A black lump sat atop his bed that could only be Sunwoo, trying to hide in vain, under his blankets. “I brought you some food and bandages…” Jinyoung said carefully, trying not to upset the creature, “I figured that you were getting tired of eating snacks…” The lump didn’t reply, so Jinyoung took it as an invitation to sit down. He placed his inventory on a nearby dresser and sat down next to Sunwoo, gently patting what he hoped was his back.
It wasn’t. “You’re touching my butt, you know,” Jinyoung removed his hand faster than the speed of light and blurted out a quick apology. “Everyone misses you, I hope you know that…” A voice that couldn’t possibly be Junghwan’s yelled NO, WE DON’T! from the kitchen and Jinyoung gave an exasperated sigh. Sunwoo sat up finally and Jinyoung gave a small gasp. The rapper looked like death and sort of smelled like it too. “Well, you shouldn’t miss me, because I suck. I can’t believe I fell during that jump, I feel so stupid.” Gloom covered his face and Jinyoung reached out and gave his shoulder a comforting pat.
“Hey, it’s okay. We’ve all fallen during that jump. I trip over my own feet, even when we’re not dancing, so I wouldn’t worry too much about how you suck, because you don’t.” Sunwoo smiled for the first time in a week. “Thanks, hyung. It’s good to know that I’ll never suck as much as you do.” They both laughed full-heartedly. Jinyoung took the bandages and ointment off the dresser and started applying them to Sunwoo’s wrist. He tried to fight his hyung off at first, but Jinyoung gave him a quick glare and Sunwoo gave up. His wrist was still very bruised, but the wound seemed to be healing. After wrapping up the new bandages, Jinyoung placed a small kiss on Sunwoo’s wrist, making color rise to the rapper’s cheeks. Jinyoung smiled and said, “My mom used to kiss my booboos and I always felt better afterwards. I hope it works for you too~” Sunwoo thanked him again, still trying to collect himself after the kiss.
Jinyoung fed Sunwoo tenderly, even though he said he could feed himself. The leader gave him a nice pat on the head, “Get some rest okay and I expect to see you out and about tomorrow morning, okay? And... take a shower, please.” Sunwoo nodded excitedly, “Don’t tell anyone I said this, but you’re the best leader ever~” and Jinyoung just replied with a simple “I know,” and one of his famous gummy smiles.
Word Count: 765
Summary: Baro hurts his wrist and is a brat about it. Jinyoung attempts to make him feel better.
Rating: G
(a/n: There's this drabble challenge going around on tumblr and my friend asked for "Nurse Me" and BaYoung. This is the end result. It's a bit longer than a drabble, but oh well.)
During a performance of “Baby I’m Sorry”, Sunwoo took a great fall and hurt his wrist. The rapper was very irritated at his incompetence and wouldn’t talk to anyone in the dorm for days. Any time someone would ask how he was doing, he’d just grunt in reply and storm off to his bedroom. They would try to comfort him, by saying that they all had accidents and it was okay and it didn’t mean that he was terrible at what he did, but Sunwoo would just reply by making faces a five year old would make. Eventually, they all just left him alone, he obviously wanted to be stuck in his little tantrum. Not even Junghwan would dare to go inside what was now dubbed “the cave”.
One night at dinner, Jinyoung prepared an extra plate of food. For five, rather than the usual four. “What are you doing? You’re not going to go in there, are you?” Junghwan asked, fear rising in his quarter sized eyeballs. “He hasn’t been eating anything, except Choco Pies for a week! As the leader,” everyone rolled their eyes and Chanshik mumbled, oh, here it goes, “……..shut up, you guys. As the leader, it is my duty to keep you all healthy, even if one of you decides to have an attitude and it can’t be healthy to only eat chocolate covered marshmallows. Plus, he probably needs to change his bandages.” They all nodded and wished him luck, while Junghwan declared that he could live off Choco Pies.
Jinyoung knocked tenderly on Sunwoo’s door, balancing a plate of Aglio Olio, some bandages and antibiotic ointment in the other hand. A low growl rumbled on the other side, “NO!” but the leader let himself in anyway. Discarded boxes of various junk food lined the floor around Sunwoo’s bed. A black lump sat atop his bed that could only be Sunwoo, trying to hide in vain, under his blankets. “I brought you some food and bandages…” Jinyoung said carefully, trying not to upset the creature, “I figured that you were getting tired of eating snacks…” The lump didn’t reply, so Jinyoung took it as an invitation to sit down. He placed his inventory on a nearby dresser and sat down next to Sunwoo, gently patting what he hoped was his back.
It wasn’t. “You’re touching my butt, you know,” Jinyoung removed his hand faster than the speed of light and blurted out a quick apology. “Everyone misses you, I hope you know that…” A voice that couldn’t possibly be Junghwan’s yelled NO, WE DON’T! from the kitchen and Jinyoung gave an exasperated sigh. Sunwoo sat up finally and Jinyoung gave a small gasp. The rapper looked like death and sort of smelled like it too. “Well, you shouldn’t miss me, because I suck. I can’t believe I fell during that jump, I feel so stupid.” Gloom covered his face and Jinyoung reached out and gave his shoulder a comforting pat.
“Hey, it’s okay. We’ve all fallen during that jump. I trip over my own feet, even when we’re not dancing, so I wouldn’t worry too much about how you suck, because you don’t.” Sunwoo smiled for the first time in a week. “Thanks, hyung. It’s good to know that I’ll never suck as much as you do.” They both laughed full-heartedly. Jinyoung took the bandages and ointment off the dresser and started applying them to Sunwoo’s wrist. He tried to fight his hyung off at first, but Jinyoung gave him a quick glare and Sunwoo gave up. His wrist was still very bruised, but the wound seemed to be healing. After wrapping up the new bandages, Jinyoung placed a small kiss on Sunwoo’s wrist, making color rise to the rapper’s cheeks. Jinyoung smiled and said, “My mom used to kiss my booboos and I always felt better afterwards. I hope it works for you too~” Sunwoo thanked him again, still trying to collect himself after the kiss.
Jinyoung fed Sunwoo tenderly, even though he said he could feed himself. The leader gave him a nice pat on the head, “Get some rest okay and I expect to see you out and about tomorrow morning, okay? And... take a shower, please.” Sunwoo nodded excitedly, “Don’t tell anyone I said this, but you’re the best leader ever~” and Jinyoung just replied with a simple “I know,” and one of his famous gummy smiles.