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Rumi knew when she got up that morning that it was going to be a rough day. She got up drenched in sweat, between the arms of her girls. Had this been a week ago, she would've freaked out, but now, after all the idol award drama, she was just exhausted. Bobby had forced her into creating a story for the press so quickly that she honestly hadn't slept much within these few weeks.
She moved to get up and felt Mira move a bit with her “자기야, where are you going? It's so early.” as Mira slowly woke up more. She felt the dampness of Rumi's clothes and heard the raspiness of her breath.h
“Oh my darling, you don't seem well, let me get you some warm water.” Mira slipped out of bed and into her bunny slippers, walking to the kitchen to grab an insulated water bottle to fill with warm water and some lemon. She decided on the way back that she should grab Rumi some fresh clothes, shorts and a tank top. As she started searching, she soon came to realize that Rumi didn't have any. Mira scolded herself for Rumi had hidden her patterns for so long that she didn't have any light clothes. Mira wandered back into her room to see Rumi sitting up with Zoey, rubbing her back.
“Our little duck here has run herself into the ground, Mimi. Do you have some clothes that allow more breathability?” Zoey inquired, well, rubbing her lover's back, Rumi looked worse than when Mira had originally left, very ill. Mira hands the water over then quickly grabs Rumi a tank top and shorts.
Zoey helps Rumi change when she's given the clothes, she was worried at this point. Having never seen Rumi look so sick before, she figured it had a lot to do with the stress Rumi was placed under in the immediate aftermath of the idol awards, trying to create a story to explain that night away.
“Celine never helped me through colds, she was always so tough on me whenever I got sick and expected me to deal with it all on my own, so someone helping me through this, it doesn’t feel quite normal, or much like I deserve this” Rumi managed to mention before curling back into Zoey's side
Zoey and Mira gave each other a look, they knew Celine was an awful mother to Rumi, but to have ignored a sick child and let her fend for herself was a horrifying concept. Soon Zoey felt Rumi fall asleep on her side, she carefully laid her down and covered her.
A few hours later Rumi awoke to the delicious smell of Mira’s cooking, she could smell juk, her favourite, she always loved Mira's rice pudding. She slowly climbed out of bed, grabbed a blanket and walked to the living room. Zoey smiles seeing her, handing a warm cup of tea, and cuddles with her on the couch as they eat the food Mira eventually finishes.
They spend the next few weeks helping Rumi recover, eventually Rumi talks on Instagram about her girls and how grateful she is to have them. They care for each other when they get sick, cuddles and traditional remedies, eventually chicken noodle soup joins the mix, and a big derpy sized heating pad, all Rumi could think that night,
“Zoey and Mira would make great moms”