Baby

Takeout

It looks like Hybe sent every member of security they have, when he is discharged from the hospital and still it looks like paparazzi managed to get pictures of him before he's in the van with the dark tinted windows.

There is also a police car escort. They did that after the concerts at SoFi too. Namjoon's never had one when it was just him before though. He hopes it doesn't become a thing.

He probably can't ask to stop and get takeout with a police escort right?

When they get to the hotel they get in without anymore paparazzi photos being taken. But he bangs his elbow on the door frame and almost trips getting on the elevator and while he's still stumbling his security reaching to help him he looks up and sees himself in the elevator mirror.

It's him but it's not him and the disoriented feeling just gets worse like when he had a growth spurt but in reverse? throw in the culturally appropriating hair  and noodle arms and he wants to yeet himself off the nearest cliff, but also tell himself it gets better.

The door opens on their floor. There is more security here too. But down the hall he sees Jin and Hobi standing with some of the staff by the door to his room. Some of the staff scatters to their own rooms and some smile at him carefully.

"Namjoonah we are ordering food from a Korean restaurant what do you want?" Jin sounds casual and cheerful. The staff follow his lead.

"Everything" he says fervently

Hobi doesn't say anything yet he just raps his arms around him from the side and presses his chin into his shoulder. Namjoon swallows the lump in his throat and leans into Hobi just a little bit.

The three of them head into Namjoon's room and the staff after asking a few questions head off to do their own things.

Hobi let's go of him to go knock on the door to the connected room which belongs to Jimin and Jin goes  to the room phone to call the others.

A few minutes later all six of them are in his room. Tae just reaches over and puts his big hands on either side of his head and moves it around to look at him from every angle. Namjoon lets him squeeze his cheeks and touch his hair with a concentrated look on his face until he's satisfied. He gives a nod and a final squeeze.

"I'm six years older than you now. I'm your hyung I get to look after you now." Tae gives him a beautiful smile and Jungkook on the other side of the room let's out a chocked little giggle watching them with big eyes.

Jin hits Tae on the shoulder "Yah! Don't sound so happy about it." He sits down on one of the couches beside Yoongi and pulls Jungkook down to sit between them.

Jimin pushes tae and him onto the other couch and then sits beside him so he's sandwiched between the soulmates and it feels like they are holding him together so he doesn't fly to pieces.

Hobi rests his hand on his shoulder from behind the couch for a second and then comes to sit beside Jimin. Everyone is silent for a moment. Then Yoongi asked what the doctors told him and he tells them what he knows which is, well basically nothing.

Jimin tells him he and one of the stylists bought him some clothing that would fit better.  He has some bags in his room.

Then the food gets there and they spread it out between them on the coffee table and he eats enough food to put him in a food coma for life. It tastes better than any food he's ever had before. That's probably not actually true but it sure feels like it right now.