pretty | knj. + jjk.

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The two boys found themselves once again sitting in silence. They had readjusted themselves slightly so that they were more comfortable, with one of Jeongguk's arms now dropped lower to be underneath Namjoon's arm and around his middle, his other hand being clasped gently in the elder's. Namjoon gently ran his thumb along the ridges of the worn out bandages on Jeongguk's fingers, reminding himself to get Jeongguk or himself to clean and change them later.

Namjoon had his cheek resting on Jeongguk's head, occasionally shifting slightly to press tender kisses to his forehead, and the skin he could reach.

Jeongguk had calmed down a great amount, his blinking slow to match with his breathing.

"'M gon' make you some soup, okay? Goo?" Jeongguk didn't reply. He only tightened his frail arms around Namjoon.

"Don' wanna be alone." Namjoon smiled sadly.

"Wanna help me, Koo?" Jeongguk once again didn't reply. He hesitantly nodded, though.

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And by help, he actually meant "i'm gon' be cute by attaching myself to your hip because i'm feeling clingy." Not that Namjoon minded. He liked the affection he was receiving from the small boy. He liked feeling depended on; needed.

Jeongguk had followed Namjoon around the kitchen, arms wrapped around Namjoon's waist while his head rested attentively on his arm.

"Let's eat, hm?" Jeongguk sat down next to Namjoon and scrunched the fabric of Namjoon's sweater between his fingers. He gave a half-hearted shrug.

Namjoon had previously placed a medium sized bowl of vegetable soup on the table and had grabbed two spoons.

"Wanna try it first angel? Or do you want me to try it" Jeongguk shuffled a bit closer to Namjoon.

"Y-you can have some first" Jeongguk's voice was barely above a whisper as he stole small glances at the taller boy.

"Whatever you want, angel" taking a spoonful of the soup, Namjoon blew on the steaming spoon and put it in his mouth, humming and nodding in approvement.

Jeongguk started in amazement, his wide doe eyes watching Namjoon's every movement.

"Your turn Goo" Staring up into Namjoon's eyes, Jeongguk fidgeted with his fingers.

"Y-you sure?" Namjoon nodded, gesturing to the spoon on his side of the bowl.

"Mhm. There's no pressure Goo. Take your time." Jeongguk flicked his eyes between the spoon and Namjoon before hesitantly picking up the utensil. He allowed a small amount of broth into the spoon before very slowly lifting it up, his hand shaking lightly. He took deep and quick breaths, staring at the spoon in his hand, the shaking increasing. Jeongguk's cry-swollen eyes slowly brimmed with tears once more, his breathing becoming more rapid by the second. His face contorted into a miserable frown as he began blubbering nonsense.

"N-no, c-ca-can't d-do it, J-Joonie, Goo c-can't do it!"

sorry for the verrrrryyy long wait (like almost 7 months ouch) and i know that this chapter doesn't have a lot but it's kinda for the sake of getting to know the characters personalities

please bear with me much thanks 🤧🤧🥰🥰