Our Sunshine Lover🌻❤️💚💜

11.

Jungkook cleaned the entire house after returning from the hospital. He changed Hobi's bedsheets and cleaned his room because Hobi and Taehyung would return home the next day. Although Jungkook was hurting, he finished cleaning and took a warm bath. Then, he made a small dinner for himself and ate it before going to bed. Lost in his thoughts about Hobi,

Jungkook decided to maintain his distance from him. He didn't want to create unnecessary problems with his brother or Hobi. He slowly fell asleep while contemplating his life from the next day onward.

Hobi woke the next day in Taehyung's arms and noticed Taehyung still in a deep sleep. Hobi went to the bathroom and changed his clothes as they had to leave the hospital soon.

He came and woke Taeyung up while giving small peeks on Taehyung's cheeks.
Taehyung grabbed Hobi's hand and pulled him for a passionate kiss. They were lost in each other's embrace and pulled away.

"Tae, get ready. We have to go home. Jungkook will be here in a few minutes."

Taehyung kissed Hobi's forehead again and went to the bathroom to shower.

Jungkook arrived at the hospital around 9 am to pick up Taehyung and Hobi. By the time he arrived, Taehyung had already taken care of all the discharge formalities for Hobi. With relief, they headed straight home, as Jungkook had prepared a warm meal in advance.

As they sat in front of the car, Taehyung noticed Hobi resting in the back seat, seemingly lost in thought. It pained him to see Hobi casting glances at Jungkook, who seemed unaware of Hobi's silent distress, and it broke Hobi's heart even more.

Upon reaching home, Taehyung gently scooped Hobi into his arms, offering him comfort and support while Jungkook carried the bags, his mind preoccupied. The atmosphere was heavy with unspoken feelings as they all navigated the day's emotions together.
The three boys shared a meal, and afterwards, Taehyung lovingly lifted Hobi and carried him to his room, gently laying him down on the bed.

“Just rest for a little while, okay? I’ll be back soon. I need to call my mom and handle some emails,” he said softly.

Hobi nodded, feeling comforted by Taehyung’s care. Taehyung pressed a tender kiss to Hobi's cheeks before heading to the living rooensuringure he felt loved and safe.

Taehyung noticed Jungkook getting ready to head out with his guitar and felt concerned. He approached him gently.

"Hey, Jungkook, are you heading somewhere? Could we talk for a moment?"

Jungkook paused, offering a warm smile. "Of course, brother. I have practice today, but if it’s not urgent, we can chat when I return."

"Oh, that’s perfectly fine. Take your time. Just be safe out there, okay? And thank you for everything; it means a lot."

Jungkook shook his head with a reassuring grin. "No need to thank me. We’re family, and I’m always here for you. I’ll see you later, okay? Bye for now."

As Jungkook left, Taehyung couldn't shake the feeling that Jungkook was trying to create some distance from Hobi. It worried him to see his brother feeling that way.

Taehyung went up to check on Hobi, noticing that Hobi was in a deep sleep. He turned to go outside and heard Hobi calling his name.

"Taehyung, where is jungkook?"

Taehyung walked to Hobi and stocked his hair with his fingers.

"Hobi, Jungkook went for practice. He will be back at night. Now you sleep. Ok"

"But today, Sunday, he doesn't have practice on Sundays." hobi was worried.

"Maybe be a special practice session. That's normal for him. So don't worry. Now sleep. Ok. I will wake you up for dinner".
Taehyung tucked Hobi into bed and went downstairs.

Jungkook rode his bike along the Han River, the cool breeze brushing against his skin, but it did little to ease the heaviness in his heart. He found a quiet spot on the ground, overwhelmed by memories of the beautiful day he had shared with Hobi in the park, where they joyfully splashed in the rain together. Hobi’s laughter echoed in his mind, a sweet reminder of the warmth and joy they experienced side by side. Yet, deep down, Jungkook knew that Hobi was not his to hold close.

Tears streamed down his cheeks as he sat beneath the moonlight, allowing the weight of his emotions to pour out, feeling the ache of longing for something just out of reach.