Underwear Thief 》 Taekook/Vkook ✔

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Hearing two knocks on their door, Yoongi stopped soaking the cloth for Jungkook in the small bucket and wiped his hands on his black ripped jeans. He's been so exhausted, taking care of a stubborn Jungkook was just as hard as making it through college. He sighed and took a few seconds to collect himself, taking a few deep breaths and exhaling before facing whoever it was on the other side of the door. It was eleven in the evening, Yoongi had morning classes the following day and he hoped that whoever it was, would be able to help him with Jungkook since he wanted to rest badly. He didn't want to bother Jimin, hence why he refused his boyfriend's offer to help out. Jimin already had his own little problems with his best friend Taehyung, Yoongi didn't want to add on to that. At first he thought it'd be Namjoon— Namjoon was their only close friend that would care for Jungkook as much as Yoongi, but Yoongi's breath hitched when he opened the door to a red head who seemed to have been sleep deprived lately. His eyes were swollen, his fading red hair was very messy and he was drowning in an oversized royal blue hoodie. In short, he was a mess.

"Taehyung," Yoongi started, moving away from the door to let the other in.

"I'm here for—" Taehyung paused, clearing his throat, "You guys called."

Yoongi nodded, "Yeah. He's been too diffucult I can't take it anymore. We thought that if you came and maybe told him not to worry about whatever is going on between you two temporarily, he'll be considerate."

Taehyung examined Yoongi. He noticed the older was a little sweaty and he looked very tired indeed. God, Jungkook's not only making things hard for himself, he's been making it hard for everyone—including his best friend. Taehyung was disappointed, why was Jungkook letting himself go over such a stupid thing? Well, maybe it wasn't stupid, but it wasn't enough for it to fuck with his health, and other's health as well.

Taehyung sighed, "Hyung you have morning classes too. Go back to Jimin, you need to rest. The rest of your stuff is still there right? I'll take it from here."

"But you have morning classes as well, Tae."

"I'll be fine, I'm not showing up tomorrow since the lessons are going to be pointless, I've read ahead."

"Okay," Yoongi grabbed his jacket off his bed, "I'll check in on you both tomorrow. I gave him pills four hours ago, please give him more after I leave. Thank you, Taehyung." Yoongi smiled with sincerity and Taehyung, even if it wasn't a real smile, gave it back. Yoongi left shortly and shut the door on his way out.

Taehyung sat on Yoongi's bed, watching Jungkook sleep. The younger was wrapped up in two layers of blankets, one yellow one which was his and the other blue one was probably lent to him by Yoongi. He was sleeping in his red hoodie, his body was all covered up that only his face popped out. Even if he was sick, he looked peaceful while sleeping, you wouldn't even think he could pull such pranks on anybody as he did on Taehyung. He looked angelic and seemed as if he couldn't even hurt a fly. He was delicate and calm. Although, that didn't last so long when he started to shiver, curling himself into a ball to keep warmer. His eyes were still closed, but it was evident how horrible he was feeling at that moment. Taehyung instantly got up and grabbed the pills off the side table, rushing to retrieve a waterbottle from the mini fridge. He rushed back to Jungkook, "Jungkook, please move over a little," he asked. The younger obeyed and made room for the other to sit. "Y-yoongi hyung, I'm c-cold," Jungkook stuttered, teeth chattering.

"Um, it's Taehyung. Yoongi hyung left to get some rest."

Even if his eyes were heavy, Jungkook managed to open them a little to see Taehyung looking at him, sitting right beside him on his bed with two pills in his left hand and a plastic waterbottle in his right. "W-what— why are y-you he-here? You shouldn't b-be here, g-go home. I'm f-fine."