The sound of an alarm clock booming across the room made Taehyung flinch awake. A hammering pain slopped through his head right away, his body feeling achingly hot and sore. He swallowed past his burning throat, which was more constricted than yesterday, and a series of hoarse coughs erupted from him.
“Tae?” Jimin sleepily called as he rose to his feet. The sight of his friend in that wrecked condition had his eyes swelling in consternation. “You got sick? When?”
“I was feeling a bit weird yesterday,” he said, voice overly low and croaky. “It got worse during the night.”
“Why didn’t you wake us?” Hoseok cut in as he approached his bed. “What do you feel? Should we go to a hospital?”
“No.” Taehyung wiped his sweaty forehead with his shirt, and he realized the said shirt was drenched in sweat as well. “My throat hurts. And I definitely have a fever.”
“I’ll go buy medicine,” Hoseok said, then hurried to slip into casual clothes.
“He has medicine.”
Taehyung glanced at the opposing bed through his hazy vision. “That’s the hostel’s medicine. And I need cough drops, anyway.”
“I’ll help you change your clothes. You’re covered in sweat.” Jimin headed to the closet and picked shorts and a shirt. He also grabbed a towel, then climbed up into the bed.
Hoseok scurried out of the room, as Jimin started wiping his wet face and collarbones. “Why did you have to get sick now?” Jimin sighed quietly.
“Sorry for ruining our trip.”
“Yah. I didn’t mean it like that. I said it for you. You were so excited about this trip. And I’m sad you’ll miss a few days staying in here because of your cold.” He delicately heaved him into a sitting position and helped him shed his shirt.
“I know... Me too. I hope it’ll pass quickly.” Taehyung changed his shorts as well and lay back down.
“Are you cold?”
“No. The room feels like an oven.”
“I’ll bring you a wet towel.” An extended beep rang in the room, and Jimin scowled at Jay at once. “Why did you turn on the air conditioner?”
“Because I’m sweating as well. It’s too hot.”
“He’ll get worse, Jay. Turn it off.”
“I’ll leave it on for ten minutes, okay?” Jungkook snarled. “Just for the room to cool a bit.”
Jimin nailed him with another glare, then turned to his friend. “I’ll be right back.” He descended the ladder and exited the room.
“Thanks.”
Jungkook, still facing away from him, furrowed his brows. “For what?”
“For caring.”
A huff cartwheeled from Jungkook’s mouth. “I didn’t do anything. Shut up.”
“Don’t be mean to me. I’m sick.”
“You’ll live.”
Taehyung’s weary features brightened a notch with the smile that shone over them. “Yes. And I’ll finally get to see what you’re doing all day in here.”
“I won’t be staying here that much since you’ll be here as well. I want my peace and quiet.”
“Tsk. You’re so secretive. I hate it.”
Jimin entered the room then with a wet towel in his hand. He got into Taehyung’s bed and laid the towel over his forehead.
“It’s so cooling,” Taehyung whispered, closing his eyes at the palliative feeling.
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Sirenic Menace
Fanfiction●Where Taehyung goes on a trip with his two best friends on the magical Jeju Island and comes across a surprise in the hostel's room he's staying at that bears secrets he could never imagine. The surprise, named Jungkook, stirs desires long-forgotte...
