A week later, Marie is still holed up in her room, with the sniffles and drinking the kimchi soup Kyoungsil left for her. On her way to drop the empty bowl off in the kitchen, she is stopped by someone banging on the apartment door.
" Hajimaaa—" Marie whines under her breathe like the person can hear her, but the knocking ceases. Did she say that louder than she thought?
Slowly, creeping towards the door she opens it, and peeks out.
Down the hall, closer to the elevators, a tiny Min Yoongi is shoving a very excited Jeon Jungkook back into the metal box.
"She is resting!" Shove. "Don't." Shove. "Bother." Jungkook trips with this shove. "Her." The last and final shove is delivered.
"Yoongi-ah, you're being abusive." Mira reprimands from her spot in her door way and she could swear that the boys got whiplash from turning around so fast. "Stop being so mean to him, I'm fine."
The pout was immediate, and the argument that was about to ensue was directly after. "You idiot, you're going to get other people sick—"
"Marie-noona!" Jungkook digs something out of his backpack from where Yoongi was still holding him back. "Look!"
He pulls out the poster board that is your project draft, and points to the very animated thumbs up their professor had sketched on the back of it in his red pen.
"It's approved?"
"It's approved!" Jungkook yells back, bulldozing down Yoongi to get to Marie. He gives her the biggest hug, "Thank you for turning it in even though you were sick."
"I didn't—"
"Thank you Marie." Yoongi cut her off, giving her a look, accept the win, because they decided together not to tell Jungkook you were in the hospital for two days.
"Aish— why do you always cut me off, it's not polite, who taught you your manners."
Jungkook takes a step back and looks at the two of his elders sharing a conversation with just their eyes. "Are you on drugs?"
