"Please hyung... Don't you want to get fine quickly?" pleaded Namjoon but to no avail, he was acting like a toddler, the fever taking a toll on him.
"No means no, I won't take it." said Jin shaking his head sideways in denial.
Namjoon sat there defeated for a few minutes, until a master plan came into his mind and he said, "Ohh is that so Hyung? Umm... Then I think I should call Sehun hyung for help."
He smirked evily, taking out his phone to call Sehun, and the very next moment his phone was snatched."Who said I am not eating? It's you who is busy with the phone and aren't feeding me." said Jin holding onto Namjoon's phone protectively so that he doesn't take it and call Sehun.
"Ha ha thought so, now eat this and sleep." said Namjoon and after feeding Jin his medicines he left the room.
Three days had passed, and Jin was all fit and fine. Namjoon didn't let him skip even a single medicine or meal and took care of him with utmost love and admiration. Sehun also didn't intervene much, loving the bond of them.
His hopes rose high thinking now Jin won't hate Namjoon anymore, but how wrong he was.
Apparently, Jin's hate for Namjoon could never be subsided. As soon as Jin was all fine, he asked Namjoon to be in the basement for his daily punishment.Namjoon's hopes that rose high again came crashing down. He was cursing himself for again getting his hopes high, by now he should know to not expect anything, his hyung doesn't love him at all. All while he just kept living in detail to soothe his heart, but it was true.
He considered Jin his whole world, his elder brother and Jin just considered him another member for his mafia team.With broken heart but strong determination Namjoon went to the basement and took his punishment. All while Namjoon kept looking at him with longing eyes, the memories of how loving Jin was being with him earlier flashing through his eyes. How his hyung was whining to sleep with him, and now here he was getting punished brutally by his hyung.
After the punishment, Namjoon was back in his room getting ready to go to the office. He had already slapped himself a lot to stop crying, "Stop Namjoon! You aren't supposed to cry. Just take it, you know you deserve it." said Namjoon to himself.
Once he was done, he quickly stuffed the sandwich in his mouth and left for the office.
The work was pretty calm, Yoongi had been going a little easy on Namjoon since he got assaulted.
But both Namjoon and Yoongi knew that it wasn't for long. All Namjoon could do was enjoy it while it lasted.It was 6:30 in the evening, and Namjoon was waiting for Minho to come.
"Hey, sorry. I was stuck somewhere." apologized Minho. messingly making his way into the cabin. Namjoon gave him a small smile and spoke, " That's fine, take your time." Minho nodded his head and managed his stuff, after five minutes he was all done and spoke, "Why weren't you coming for the past few days?" asked Minho, though he knew the reason was Jin's sickness.
"Urmm my hyung was down with a fever... S-so I was busy taking care of him." replied Namjoon nervously.
"Oh the same hyung who sent men to molest you?" kinda mocked Minho, he was doing it intentionally as he wanted to know Namjoon's feelings about Jin too. He had hated Namjoon since the very start, but now he felt as if it wasn't entirely his fault.
"Don't say like that, I-I am sure he loves me a-a lot and is just angry at me." replied Namjoon.
"Really are you sure about it?" confirmed Minho, and Namjoon broke down shaking his head sideways, sobbing like a baby.
"Why i-is it so hard... WHY? I just want hyung to love me too, to pamper me, to make me his baby again... I really l-love him a lot but now slowly I am giving up on the desire o-of his love... It hurts so much when I see him doing the things I begged him to do to me for others, am I-I that unlovable? My whole world just revolves around hy-hyung... I-I really love him a lot, I just want to be his baby again with whom he would go on bicycle rides, with whom he used to sneak out at night and eat Street food.
Is it so hard? Can't I just get my hyung back? I am sure hyung must have some reason else he would never hate me, right?" asked Namjoon so desperately and hopelessly that it even managed to melt Minho's loath for him."Yes joon-ah your hyung must really love you a lot and cherish you to the moon and back... He must have his reasons, just never misunderstand him, hmm? Rest I am assured that you are a strong boy." cooed Minho, as he consoled Namjoon and brought him back to a little calmer state.
Soon their session ended and Namjoon went back with a heavy heart. The therapies surely made his heart light but didn't miss opening his old wounds too.
At this moment, he just wanted to go to his hyung, hide himself in his embrace and sleep, away from all the worries of the world.
But it seemed like his hyung hated him a lot to give him any sort of comfort, even if he begged him for some.On the other side, as soon as Namjoon left Minho picked up his phone and called Jin.
"We are meeting tomorrow at 10, I don't need any excuses. You better be ready with an explanation." and he cut the call, without giving Jin a chance to reply or say anything.
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