pure ✧ yoonmin

five

Jimin woke up from the nauseating feeling in his stomach, jumping straight out of bed, running to the restroom, realizing he wasn't in his own house on the way there. 

He collapsed onto his knees and started vomiting into the toilet, ignoring the footsteps he heard coming his way.

Hoseok had slept on his couch last night, letting Jimin rest peacefully in his bed. Him and Jimin had slept together before, in a non sexual way of course, but Hoseok didn't want to take the chance of accidentally  making him feel uncomfortable after the events of last night.

As soon as he heard the younger boy running towards the bathroom, he grabbed a water out of his fridge and ran upstairs.

He lightly knocked on the bathroom door, even though it was slightly open.

"Jiminie?" Hoseok whispered, not wanting to be too loud in case the boy had a migraine. Jimin only groaned in response, making Hoseok push the bathroom door open all the way. Jimin looked up at him with watery eyes. He was about to tell him to get out, not because he was mad but because he was embarrassed, but instead put his head back over the toilet and got sick again. So instead, he put a hand up motioning for him to get out as he was throwing up.

Hoseok ignored him, getting down on his knees next to him and started rubbing his back.

When Jimin was finally done, he flushed the toilet and scooted back so he was against the bathroom wall. He put his head in his hands and let the tears fall.

"Jiminie, drink this. You won't feel better until you drink, you're dehydrated." Hoseok said, rubbing his knee as an attempt to comfort the crying boy.

Jimin slowly looked up and took the water out of his hyung's hands. Hoseok then stood up, walking to his medicine cabinet and got out some ibuprofen, taking two himself and then handing two to the boy sitting down.

Jimin didn't say anything, just took the pills out of Hoseok's hands. He put both in his mouth and chugged them down with water. He felt like he needed to say something but he didn't know where to start. Instead, he sat there staring at the floor trying to put the pieces together, which only made him feel worse.

He wasn't stupid, he knows what happened, he just didn't understand how.

"Jimin, do you remember anything that happened last night?" Hoseok said, setting back down on the floor with him.

Jimin nodded and bit his lip, "I remember everything." His voice was quiet.

"What did you drink, Jimin?"

"I thought I only had soda. I only drank what Yoongi gave me.." Jimin said, letting another tear run down his face.

"I'm so sorry, Jimin. I never should have let you go off by yourself. I shouldn't have forced you to go to that party. God, I feel like shit. I can't believe Yoongi would spike your drink, we were such good friends. I would have never thought he would hav-"

"He spiked my drink? I don't understand what that means?" Jimin interrupted, running a hand through his hair.

"It means he put alcohol in your drink, Jimin." Hoseok replied. His heart physically hurt seeing Jimin's face drop when he said that.

"I-I figured that's what it meant..." Jimin sniffled, wrapping his arms around himself.

"Jimin I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry. I would do anything in the world to go back to last night and make things different. I can't believe I forced you into something like that, knowing how much you hate even the thought of alcohol. God, Jimin-" Hoseok stopped, realizing he was crying, too.

Anyone else would have thought that this was ridiculous. They would say 'nothing happened, he's fine. All teenagers drink, get over it'

But no one but Hoseok knew how bad things like this upset Jimin.

"I'm so sorry." Hoseok said, muffling his face into his hands this time.

"Hobi?" Jimin said, Hoseok immediately looking up at the younger. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"No, Jimin I did and I-"

"I'm fine. That's all that matters. I agreed to go, you didn't drag me out of my house and force me, Hoseok. I was the one who left you. It sucks that this happened, and I'm obviously upset about it, but you saved me before anything worse could have happened."  Jimin said, his head was hurting from the massive migraine he had and the fact that he was crying didn't help either.

"I just am so sorry, Jimin." Hoseok said once more, not knowing what else he could say. Even though Jimin said he was fine, he knew he wasn't. Jimin was going to beat himself up over this for weeks.

Jimin didn't say anything, instead stood up, offering a hand to the older pulling him up as well. Jimin hugged him to show that he really did forgive him, because Jimin absolutely despises hugs. He hates any sort of contact with people unless it's someone he truly trusts, like Hoseok, but even then he's sure they've only hugged like three times in their entire friendship.

Hoseok smiled, wrapping his arms around the younger boy's waist. They stayed like this for a few seconds, before Jimin finally pulled away having enough of the skinship.

"Hobi?"

"Hmm?"

"My head and stomach hurts really bad." Jimin pouted, letting a few more tears fall.

Hoseok had a headache, but didn't really have any other hangover symptoms since he sobered up before they even left the party, and when he got home he drank a bunch of water before bed. He would have made Jimin do the same if he hadn't of passed out in the car on the way to his place.

"I'm sorry, Jimin. You need to eat, it will make you feel ten times better." Hoseok said, ruffling the shorter's hair. "Want me to make you something or would you rather go out and get lunch?"

"Will you make me something?"

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Kinda sorta a filler I guess? But the next couple of chapters have a shit ton of drama aye

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