Holy Fudge Jimin •Yoonmin•

Eight

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The next day, Yoongi waited in the room Jimin usually practiced in for him. Ten minutes passed and he didn't show up.

Yoongi decided to give him a call but no answer. "Holy fuck, Jimin. Answer your phone."

After twenty minutes of waiting, and being hungry to death. The gray haired went to the cafeteria to look for the younger.

"Hey Hyung... Do you know where Jimin is?" Yoongi rushed to the other five's table.

"He's home sick." Jin said with his mouth stuffed with food.

Yoongi's eyes widen, "Aish I can't even eat worrying about him!"

"You should eat..." Namjoon spoke up.

"You're right." Yoongi sat down and stole some food off of Hoseok's plate.

"Yah!" Hoseok whined. "That was for Taehyung!" He added and Taehyung pouted

"Too bad. Now it's for me." Yoongi chewed, "Enough for me. If the teacher asks where I am, tell him I'm in the bathroom with indigestion." Yoongi stood up.

"Wait, where you going?" Jungkook asked.

"To Jimin's house, duh."

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"Why are you here?" Jimin asked.

"I heard you were sick! Why didn't you tell me? You used to tell me everything..." Yoongi sighed.

Jimin shrugged, "It was sudden... I woke up and started puking... I couldn't go to school like that. I don't have a fever or anything."

"You're lying."

"Hm?"

"You're sweating." Yoongi placed his palm on Jimin's forehead, "You do have a fever.. Why were you puking?"

"Probably from all that ramyun! I'm not used to that... And... And you being interested in us making out." Jimin's face turned redder then it already was from his fever.

"Woah... I didn't know your face could turn that red Jiminie." Yoongi smirked, "You must have liked it too."

"N-no!"

"Fuck, we don't want your fever getting worst. Don't shout. Or do anything to bring up your fever. Where's your parents?" Yoongi asked.

"Jimin! Who's at the door!?" Jimin's mom came up from behind. "Ah Yoongi it's nice to see you... Why aren't you at school?"

"Uh... Teachers made me come drop off homework... I forgot it..." Yoongi lied.

"Oh... That's a shame, come in. I have to go to work and I'm worried for my baby." Mrs. Park said.

"Aish, I'm 17, Jihyun is younger, I'm not your baby." Jimin rolled his eyes.

"You still are."

"I can stay." Yoongi nodded and walked in.

"Thank you." Mrs. Park smiled and left.

"Rest." Yoongi ordered.

"Planning on it." Jimin went to his room and laid down.

Yoongi placed a wet wash cloth on Jimin's forehead,  "I hope this makes you feel better..."

Jimin closed his eyes, "Yeah..."

Once Jimin started to doze off, Yoongi ran his hands through Jimin's hair, "Please feel better..." He kissed his cheek.

Jimin opened his eyes a little bit, "Wh-what was that?"

"I'm just really worried..."

Jimin sadly smiled, "I'll be fine..."

"If this is what happens every time you eat... How are you fine?" Yoongi but his lip.

"It was my choice not to eat often, that's how I'm fine." Jimin said.

Yoongi shook his head, "You need to eat!"

"Don't shout..." Jimin whined.

"Sorry... Will a kiss help?" Yoongi smirked.

"Will you really kiss someone who puked this morning?"

"If I love that person enough... Yes. And I do love you enough." He admitted.

"I'm too sick to reject you." Jimin chuckled.

"Good." Yoongi leaned over the sick boy and gave him a nice long kiss not caring if he got sick himself.

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