Jin looked back to find Namjoon, standing there awakardly, his hands still in the air. He had a sheepish smile on his face, though scared thinking he is surely dead now.
"What are you doing?" asked Jin his voice still shaky and a little uneven.
"Y-you were looking tired... s-so I thought to give y-you a massage..." stuttered Namjoon, looking down in fear.
"No need, go back to your room." ordered Jin and sat back on the couch. Namjoon though, still adamant didn't even move an inch from his place and again forwarded his hands to massage Jin's head and shoulder.
However before he could do so, Jin softly held Namjoon's hand and spoke, "Don't Namjoon." after punishing him so harshly, Jin wanted to be anywhere but not near Namjoon.
"HYUNGG!" shrieked Namjoon, scaring Jin again.
"For God sake Namjoon what do you want... Stop scaring me again and again." scolded Jin, but Namjoon paid no attention to him.
Namjoon held Jin's hand and again made him sit on the couch. He then touched his forehead only to find it burning hot.
"Hyungg," kinda whined Namjoon. "You have a fever... Come let's go to the room."
"I ain't going anywhere. And you too leave before the count of 5 or else be ready to be punished again." threatened Jin but it had no effect on Namjoon.
"You are coming with me to the room or do I need to carry you?" threatened back Namjoon with the same tone. Jin looked at him in disbelief, just a few hours ago he had punished the boy so badly and cruelly yet here he was standing arguing with him about his own wellbeing.
' Shouldn't he hate me and be scared of me?' thought Jin to himself.
Too lost in his thoughts, Jin forgot to reply to Namjoon and Namjoon being Namjoon didn't even waste a minute and quickly picked up Jin in his arms.
"AHHH JOON, leave me." screamed Jin in embarassment, but for Namjoon it was the happiest moment. His hyung finally called him by his nick name after so long.
He couldn't ask for more.
"No no Hyung, for the next few days until you are perfectly fit and fine, you are in my custody. Got it?" spoke Namjoon, trying to glare with his eyes as his hands were occupied with holding his hands securely.
Jin didn't say much and just looked at the other side, while puffing his cheeks.
Namjoon was able to still his every move of protest.
"How do you still have so much energy?" asked Jin referring to the punishment Namjoon got earlier. The mere memory of it brought tears to Namjoon's eyes. His back was really killing him, also because of how it was left untreated. Even now while carrying Jin his back felt as if it would snap soon.
But he wasn't ready to give up on the moment where he could be close to his hyung for some pain.
So Namjoon ignored Jin's question and then quickly settled him on the bed.
He was really careful with his movements he kept enough pillows to support Jin's weak body, though even the slightest bit of moving or bending was hurting him like hell but he made sure to not let it come to his face and just take care of his hyung wholeheartedly.
"Now wait here for a minute like a good boy,hmm?" said Namjoon and without even realising Jin nodded.
Namjoon smiled seeing his hyung being so cute and squishy, but keeping his greed for his hyung aside he left to bring cold water and towels.
Once he was back, he wordlessly sat beside Jin, and started keeping the towels on his head.
He seemed awfully quite than what he was a few minutes ago. While filling the water, all the things he did and said to Jin just a few minutes ago were enough to dig his grave.
"What happened Mr doctor, you won't scold me now?" asked Jin sarcastically, with the towel still on his head.
Namjoon looked down apologetically and spoke, "Sorry hy-hyung... I-I am really sorry."
"Hmm, continue." spoke Jin and closed his eyes, trying to enjoy the cold towel which bought immense relief to his burning body. Without realising, Jin dozed off his body too drained and exhausted.
Namjoon kept changing the towels until he was sure that the fever had reduced a little.
"I should cook something for hyung now..." spoke Namjoon to himself and went to the kitchen.
5 minutes in and he realised that he can never cook, not even in his dreams.
"Arghhhh... Why is this so damn difficult... Should I ask Jungkook to cook? But that would be too embarrassing... Imagine someone asking their younger brother to cook because they can't do so without burning the house... No no Namjoon not this... Think Namjoon think, use your brain... Yeah got it, I will order it from outside... Aishh why didn't I think of this before." with that Namjoon quickly ordered some porridge online and came back to Jin's room.
He had already asked the doctor and he had prescribed a few medicines. One of which had to be eaten empty stomach.
"Hyung," called out Namjoon standing at least 3 feet away from Jin. But to no avail, of course Jin wouldn't wake up from a mere call, especially when he is sick.
"Hyung," this time Namjoon tried while standing right beside Jin but again to no avail.
Having no option at last, Namjoon shook Jin to consciousness and thankfully Jin was awake without glaring much at Namjoon.
"Hyung, you have to eat these medicines before meal..." spoke Namjoon timidly. But Jin immediately started shaking his head sideways and spoke "Nope! I won't eat these medicines."
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Fanfic" Hy-hyung ...Please love my dreams too" Jungkook wants to be anything but a mafia, and his brother is adamant to let him be anything but a racer. Amidst the struggle, he has his one hyung all along supporting him. Yet when it is his turn to repay...
