You're important | Yoonminkook [✓]

01

Jungkook's entire body was aching. He twisted and turned under the covers, trying his level best to not disturb his sleeping boyfriend, who was snoring to glory in bed beside him. He could feel the need to cough tickling the back of his throat, and he felt like crying since coughing made pain radiate through his lungs.

It had started a couple of days ago after Jimin had left Korea on a business trip. It had been almost a week since he contracted the illness. Yoongi, however, was oblivious to any of this and Jungkook refused to inform him about anything. It wasn't like Yoongi didn't have enough on his plate already.

The man had been working day and night over a huge project, coming back home from his studio extremely beat and the last thing Jungkook wanted was to shift the burden of him being ill over Yoongi's shoulders. So he kept to himself.

Jungkook had gone to the doctor himself and the doctor had informed him that he'd come down with Pneumonia and it would go away with some rest. He even gave Jungkook a list of medication he had to pick up for it.

Right now it was almost two in the morning, yet Jungkook couldn't seem to fall asleep. The cold irritated his throat and his fever caused his shirt to stick to his sweaty back. He felt uncomfortable and all he wanted to do was curl up and bawl like a baby. But he couldn't do that.

Jungkook carefully moved onto his side and noticed Yoongi sound asleep next to him, his hand lazily wrapped over Jungkook's small waist. Jungkook wondered how the older managed to sleep through his coughing and wheezing, and turning and twisting. Jungkook grinned at the sleeping man. Leave it to Yoongi to sleep like a log, unbothered by anything and everything that happens around him.

Jungkook carefully slid out of Yoongi's loose grip and scooted off his bed, body hunching forward as cough after cough escaped him. His eyes watered at the pain in his chest. He spared a quick glance to the man behind him but just as suspected, Yoongi was dead asleep.

The room was dark and Jungkook knew that he probably should have talked Yoongi into leaving the passage light on or something. He got to his feet but staggered slightly, unsteady. He was too weak, shivering and trying not to cough again.

He couldn't get that dreadful feeling in his chest and throat to go away no matter what he tried. And that's where things went downhill.

Jungkook knocked into something hard and a second later, there was a loud crash as whatever that was hit the ground hard causing Jungkook to freeze. The noise seemed to pull Yoongi out of his deep sleep and he blinked groggily, reaching his hands to tug at the string of the lamp and switch it on. When light flooded the room, Jungkook felt his heart plummet to the pit of his stomach.

What he had crashed into was Yoongi's laptop. The device, now damaged, seemed to stare back at him accusingly. Jungkook's mind went blank.

Yoongi had been working on a major project for which he had a deadline in the next two days. A project that he'd saved on his laptop along with multiple other important folders.

"Jungkook?" Yoongi called out, blinking furiously to allow his eyes to adjust to the light, his legs swinging off the bed.

Jungkook's eyes filled with tears. Yoongi would be so mad at him for this. He watched as the older slid off the bed and made his way over to the younger.

"Baby, what's the matter-"

He watches helplessly as Yoongi's eyes fall onto the damaged laptop and realisation hits him. Yoongi's gaze visibly darkens and Jungkook wants to be anywhere but on the receiving end of it. Yoongi's glare seems to slice right through him.

"What the fuck did you do?" He asks, deadly calm.

"I-it was an accident," Jungkook stammers out in response.

Silence met his answer and then Yoongi gripped his hair in frustration.

"My project. Those files. It was all in there. My deadline is the day after. That shit I worked on for the past month is fucking gone, all thanks to you! I might just lose my job. I-" Yoongi cries, and Jungkook's shivering, from the fever he has or from the guilt and fear, he isn't sure, "Why would you do that! What the fuck are you even doing out of bed at this fucking hour?"

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," Jungkook cried, eyes moist, reaching out to hug Yoongi. A manner of his when it came to asking for forgiveness, one that both Jimin and Yoongi adored.

But right then, Yoongi was furious and he shoved Jungkook back, "Don't you fucking touch me-"

Then he stopped, clenching his hands into tight fists.

"Get out of the room, Jungkook."

"Yoon-" Jungkook pleaded, his eyes shining but Yoongi cut him off.

"Just get out before I do something I regret," Yoongi breathed out, eyes screwed shut and Jungkook didn't argue. He quickly grabbed his blanket and staggered out, tears rolling down his cheeks.

He fucked up.