Puppy Love

18

Jungkook woke up tangled in Yoongi's limbs and the bed sheets, which was just fine with him.

He risked looking over at Namjoon's bed, relieved to see the boy curled up and snoring peacefully.

Yoongi stirred, lifting his head up from Jungkook's chest. "Wha' time'sit?" He yawned.

Jungkook checked the clock. "Almost ten."

Yoongi hummed and laid back down, cuddling against the student under the warm blankets. "Five more minutes."

"As much as I want to, I think we should talk while Joon is still asleep." Jungkook whispered.

Yoongi sighed. "Can't it wait? Just a little longer?"

"Yoongi," Jungkook was surprised that the oldest was acting like this. "It's important. We can't stay here forever, and they know Joon is here. They could converge on us at any moment!"

"They won't." Yoongi murmured, keeping his eyes closed since he knew Jungkook was looking at him.

"How do you know that for sure? What if they already came up with a plan to steal Namjoon back?"

"Jungkook... please. We can talk about it later." Yoongi sounded tired. "I just want to enjoy this moment for now."

"I don't think we can." Jungkook argued. "I'm scared! And he must be terrified! How are you so calm and nonchalant about it?"

Yoongi huffed and rolled over, taking the covers with him. "I'm not. But worrying isn't going to solve our problems. And lower your voice, you'll wake him up."

For the first time, Jungkook was annoyed at Yoongi.

He slid out of the bed. "Fine. You stay there and be lazy and unhelpful. I'm going to go shower and try to think of a plan to save Namjoon!"

Yoongi peeked one eye open to watch as Jungkook stomped into the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind him. With a groan, he rolled over to face the other way and was surprised when he saw Namjoon had woken up.

The boys eyes were wide, blankets pulled up to his nose.

"Jungkookie is mad?" He whispered.

Yoongi sat up and stretched, before climbing into Namjoon's bed and gently pulling the boys head onto his lap to pet his hair. "No, Joonie. He's just upset because he's worried about those bad people finding out you're here."

"Do they know I'm here?" Namjoon asked, voice wavering.

"No." Yoongi lied. "And even if they did, hyungie will handle it."

Namjoon sighed, closing his eyes as Yoongi ran his fingers through his hair. "Hyungie is too nice to me. It's not fair for me to put you two in this situation."

"You didn't put me or Kook in anything." Yoongi insisted firmly. "We forced ourselves into it, much to your protest. So don't blame yourself for anything."

Namjoon bashfully looked at the wall, unused to kindness. "Still..."

"No, no 'still' to anything." Yoongi scolded playfully. "Now tell hyung what you want to eat."

"Mm, I dunno." Namjoon shrugged. "I don't know what kind of food there is, other than rice and noodles."

"How about we get a pizza?" Yoongi reached out to the bedside table and grabbed the menu off it. "We can have one delivered. I know you'll like that."

He knew he would have to use his phone to call the pizza place, and he didn't want to turn it on just yet, in case he had a new message from that man- or worse yet- a missed call. He still had to find a meeting place. A park, maybe? Or a busy restaurant?