You’re children w/ Namjoon, Jungkook, Yoongi, Jin, and Hobi
This is just some random fluff because I’ve suddenly developed baby fever and it was killing me 😩 I didn’t do all members because I couldn’t find any pictures that would fit and also i’m too lazy I should’ve been gone to bed. Goodnight loves 💗
If you’re a germaphobe, make sure you’re sitting down.
Back in 1999, a woman in California cleaned up rodent droppings in her home. Two weeks later, her liver started failing. Then she started to bleed internally — a hemorrhagic fever that would kill her. Eventually doctors found a new virus in her body, which very likely came from a rat.
Over in the Midwest, the problem has been new tick-borne diseases, some deadly. And in New England, doctors are dealing with a disease that causes Lyme-like symptoms but is caused by a different bacteria.
The pattern continues across the country and across the world. A spike in new infectious diseases is the new normal.
Friday mornings were normally spent planning out what to do in the weekends but certainly not staying in bed with a fever.
Sirius sat up and sneezed for the fourth time, insisting James that he will go to class with them.
“Padfoot, you’re going to infect us! And possibly even the professors!” James said, forcing him to lie down on the mattress.
“But that’s the point, Prongs. I need to infect them so we–ACHOO! –won’t have classes anymore!” Sirius replied, wiping his nose with a tissue.
“We’re just concerned, Padfoot.” Remus said.
“What if I die? What if this is not an ordinary fever? What if it kills me? You cannot let rock n’ roll die!”
James simply nodded, assuming that rock n’ roll was some kind of muggle game Sirius learned how to play. Sirius was quite stubborn when it comes to his health and would do anything for his friends to stop worrying about him, going as far as pretending he was alright and convincing them with the most impressive puppy eyes.
Which was what he was trying to do at that very moment.
It took James a lot of will power to resist until Remus intervened and sat on his bed.
“Look, Sirius.” He said, “We’re concerned for your health. You’ve been unwell since yesterday and we don’t want you to feel worse if you force yourself to attend classes.”
“I promise I’ll take down notes for you! I’ll even bring you food!” Peter said.
“And if you’re still not better by this afternoon, we’ll bring you to the hospital wing while James schedules your funeral.”
Remus patted Sirius’s shoulder, making him roll his eyes. “Haha, Moony. Just make sure they play Bring Me To Life in my funeral — ACHOO!”
“Will do. Just rest here and don’t do anything stupid.”
“Have some rest, Padfoot.” Peter said before waving goodbye and leaving the room while Remus followed.
“Will you be alright here?” James asked.
Sirius nodded, blew his nose, and tucked himself under the blankets. He was still feeling grumpy that he doesn’t get to spend time with his friends but most especially his long time crush, (Y/n). He wished he was in the Great Hall with her, sharing a cool joke while she laughs joyously but instead, he was in bed with a cough, a cold, and a headache.
He turned to his side as James left, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in and soon after, he was already snoring.
Meanwhile, (Y/n) has been pestering a Hufflepuff student to lead her to the kitchens after finding out about Sirius’s fever from Peter Pettigrew. She was convinced that nothing else can make Sirius feel better except her. She was remarkable with healing spells and potions and even Madam Pomfrey was impressed with her abilities.
Cassey Blitz, a Hufflepuff student, tried to walk faster in hopes of throwing off (Y/n) but she was quicker.
“Come on, Blitz. I’m not gonna steal anything. Again.” She mumbled the last part, “It’s for Sirius and I want to bring him something to eat.”
“I understand but I can’t keep sneaking you to the kitchen. If Professor McGonagall catches us–”
“Which she won’t.”
“–I’m not gonna cover for you.”
“Cassey, why are we in front of the fruit bowl painting?”
The girl looked around and saw the painting which led to the kitchens. “Damn it. Fine, take only what you need. No more (f/f) for you.”
“Thank you so much!”
She tickled the pear and the painting swung open, showing a neat kitchen with a delicious smell lingering in the air. (Y/n) walked in and began to prepare some food for her friend. After she was finished (a tray full of nutritious food), she exited quietly and snuck back to the Gryffindor common room. It was completely empty and no sound came from anything.
Sirius was watching the Marauder’s map when he heard her footsteps coming from the stairs.
“Mischief managed.” He shoved the parchment under his pillow and put away his wand.
“Sirius? May I come in?”
“Yeah, just a second.” He said, pretending to seem as though he just woke up.
The door opened quietly and (Y/n) entered, followed by a floating tray of food.
“(Y/n), I’m dying. Come closer, please.” He croaked, holding both of her hands as she tried to stifle a laugh.
“Oh, Sirius! How could you break my heart? How am I supposed to live by myself without my beloved one?”
“You have to be strong– stop laughing –and be brave.” He said.
(Y/n) laughed and sat down by his side, pressing the back of her hand on his forehead. Sirius felt his cheeks warm up at the contact and his heart jolt.
“How are you feeling?”
“Been better. But I’m terribly hungry.”
“I got you food from the kitchen and I whipped up a quick medicine for you too.”
“Thank you so much, (Y/n). But blimey, don’t you have a class?”
“I had to skip Herbology but it doesn’t matter now. You should eat something.” She set the tray on his bed as he sat up.
“My girl, sneaking out and skipping classes.” He teased before taking a spoonful.
(Y/n) smiled and kept him company. She soaked a towel with warm water and wiped his face after he was done eating and although he complained, she took care of him and even helped him dress which took longer than it should. She couldn’t help but admire how well built he was even though he was sick. Sirius, of course, noticed this and even made it more difficult for her by telling her his muscles ached.
“That’s what you get when you don’t take care of yourself.” She said, wiping his back with the towel.
“You talk like Madam Pomfrey.”
“Now I know why she’s getting older each day.” She rolled her eyes and chuckled before giving him a shirt from his trunk.
“Stay with me.” He said very softly, almost like a whisper. He lied back down and patted the spot by his side.
“No, Sirius. I have to get back now.” She replied, brushing his hair and placing her hand on his cheek. “Take care, alright? Get plenty of rest.”
She stood up to leave and was about to open the door when she heard him give a tiny sneeze. Poor Sirius. He’s been alone all morning and his friends won’t be back until after dinner. (Y/n)’s conscience spoke in a whisper. She bit her lip and tried to block it out but Sirius sneezed again. She groaned and rolled her eyes once more, turning around and removing her shoes.
“What are you doing?” Sirius asked.
“Staying with you.” She said, “And I’m not leaving until your friends are back even if that takes years.”
Sirius smirked to himself successfully and pulled her down to lie by his side, tucking her with him under the blanket.
“I’m warning you though, you will get sick.”
“But you’ll take care of me too, won’t you?”
“For you, darling, anything.” He smiled and kissed her forehead before falling a sleep by her side. She watched him rest and returned the kiss to his lips which brought a smile on his face as he dreamt of her.