𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟒𝟕

The Bangtan Boys step inside without saying a word, all of them too deep in their own thoughts. Messily, they take off their coats and their shoes, along with their wet socks.

Once they all stand in the living room, water falling from their clothes and the drops of water in their hair running down their faces, Namjoon speaks up as serene as possible.

"We should take turns to take showers . . ." he takes a look at Taehyung, the boy still shivers with a lost sight. "Taehyung and two more can come first."

They exchange looks but no one says anything, until Jungkook speaks. "Don't worry about me, I can wait and be the last one. It's just water, it won't kill me."

Seokjin sighs. "We should take proper care of your lip first . . ."

Jungkook brings a finger to his lip and hisses. "Was the rubbing alcohol not enough?"

Seokjin scratches the back of his ear. "I think it's getting infected . . ."

"Oh."

"Joonie," Seokjin turns to him,"you and Jimin should go with Taehyung. Hobi, Yoongs, and I can wait."

Yoongi nods. "The youngest should go first."

"In the meantime, we should take our clothes off or we'll catch a cold -"

"Oh my god, not again."

Seokjin softly chuckles, moving the chairs from the kitchen to a corner of the living room. "Hung your clothes here, we'll do laundry tomorrow."

Jungkook brings his arms back to his neck and pulls his black sweater up. The muscles in his arms and abs squeeze notably as he struggles to take it off, then they relax when he drops the piece of clothing on the floor.

All the boys stare at him, Yoongi with an eyebrow raised. Seokjin can't help himself but check him out for a moment, then he turns around to focus on the chairs—but Namjoon noticed the subtle look the elder gave him.

"What? Never saw a guy topless before?" he blinks when all of them stay silent. "Oh, come on, I'm not entering my room with wet clothes. You do you, but I'm not going upstairs like that."

He unbuttons his black jeans and everyone finally reacts. Namjoon brings Taehyung and Jimin to the shower, Seokjin moves to the other side of the living room to retrieve some towels, and Hoseok and Yoongi imitate the tattooed boy.

"The kiddo's right, this shit is so uncomfortable—how the fuck I drove all the way here?"

Seokjin shakes his head at Yoongis antics with a smile and takes off his own clothes too. The four boys stay in boxers and Seokjin hands them the clean towels to dry their bodies and hair as much as possible before their turn.

They come back down with loose clothes, the three boys still in the shower.

Yoongi prepares a quick dinner with Hoseok's help, while Seokjin brings the first aid kit. Jungkook almost gasps when he sees the hour in the microwave, almost one o'clock.

"Let's see," Seokjin takes out a few creams, "mm-hmm, this one will do."

"Does it look bad?"

Seokjin laughs softly at the slight of worry in Jungkook's voice. "Could look worse."

He slowly puts some cream on his finger and delicately rubs it against Jungkook's wound. The younger narrows his eyebrows at the discomfort, but doesn't complain.

"Here," Jungkook extends his hands and Seokjin gives him the cream. "You should apply more before going to sleep, probably the water in the shower will remove some of it."