Get Well Soon | YoonKook

Get Well Soon

A/N: Recently bighit released a note about Jungkook having the flu and not being able to attend a few events, but he seems to be somewhat better now, so hopefully it's nothing too serious and he can recover soon <3

Meanwhile, have this little piece~

Based on this tweet: MY_J_97/status/730389771621535744

Also in russian: https://ficbook.net/readfic/4862858 (translated by @hortieshdw)

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"I'll hug him." Is what Yoongi told a fan, during the fansign they'd just held, after she asked what he'd do when he got back home to a sick a Jungkook.

He probably wasn't thinking when he answered that, or, perhaps, he was thinking too much, too much about the too tall and overly muscular maknae lying on his bed with the flu.

He took a deep breath. At least the fan had left with a wide smile on her face, even squealing, he recalled, as she moved on the line to get a signature and a few words from Jin.

Looking through the window of the company's van – they've been on their way to the dorms for about 20 minutes now, the sun had long set and the rush hour was over, and there were only a few streets left until they reached their destination – Yoongi signaled the driver to pull over on the next block, saying he needed to go somewhere in that area and they should continue the travel back without him. In the front seat their manager turned his head, looking at Yoongi intently with his eyebrows deeply furrowed.

Imagining what was going through the man's head – probably something along the lines of "What do you think you're doing? You need to rest; we'll have another busy day tomorrow." – Yoongi shrugged.

"I have something I need to do, but don't worry, I won't be late. You guys can go on without me," was all he offered before their manager finally gave in, letting out an exasperated sigh, and allowed the driver to stop the vehicle.

Yoongi jumped out into the night to the cold air of early May, glancing one last time at the van and noticing that the few awaken members inside were staring at him in confusion and with sleepy eyes. However, none of the boys had time to say anything, considering it didn't take more than a few seconds for the van to be on its way again. Yoongi didn't bother to wave them goodbye; it's not like any of them would remember this anyway, they were all just too tired to take in and process anything coherently on their minds.

Yoongi pulled his scarf over his nose, protecting himself from the chilling wind, hands slipping into the pockets of his coat, and walked over to a nearby restaurant.

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About half an hour later, already back at the dorm, Yoongi threw his keys at the table next to the door and meticulously aligned his shoes at the entrance wall. He ruffled his hair and headed for the first room in the hallway.

Halfway there, though, he bumped into someone taller than him; Jin – the elder was leaving the kitchen at that exact moment, completely unaware of his surroundings (much like Yoongi himself) and carrying what seemed like a bowl of cereal –, who emitted a yelp in surprise.