Mental

23

"Hyung."

"Huh? Oh-- wait, you're done? You're okay?" Yoongi squinted his eyes, seeing Jungkook in his door frame, weakly leaning his body against it.

Yoongi must have dozed off.

I mean, how could he not doze off? His room was colored in black and he was tired. So tired.

"Yeah..." Jungkook mumbled, sounding off.

"Do you feel better after taking a shower?"

The younger nodded.

"Great." Yoongi responded, contracting his muscles to sit up in his bed.

Jungkook had his head down, looking like he was mouthing something to himself. Yoongi couldn't lip read, maybe it was just the dark, but the way the other boy moved his mouth seemed.. weird.

It looked like Jungkook was making some seriously bizarre mouth shapes.

"Um... do you want to sleep? You can have my bed and I can take the floor. I think you need rest after what happened." Yoongi started to move from his bed.

"No."

"What?" The older said, his voice laced in slight confusion.

"Noooooo~~~" Jungkook suddenly smiled, he even giggled a bit, covering his mouth with his pretty hand.

Yoongi was really confused now.

"So you'd rather sleep on the floor? Or do you just not want to sleep? What do you mean by 'no'?"

"Hey, do you have... water?" Jungkook's persona bounced from giggly to depressed in only a matter of seconds. The smile present on his face before had grown vacant. Replaced by the emptiness of a blank canvas. The canvas being his face.

"Yes.." Yoongi intensley watched the boy.

"I need some. My throat is practically killing me off at this point, and if it doesn't get cured soon then the morgue is creeping up behind me, you know? So I really need that medicine water before the headache comes." Jungkook spoke as if he knew exactly what he was talking about.

Yoongi didn't.

In fact, Yoongi didn't even respond.

He just sat on the edge of the bed, frozen in place as he watched Jungkook make the same weird mouth shapes. The other boy didn't even notice him staring.

What was happening?

Yoongi blinked a few times to make sure he was absolutely awake because this seemed like some impromptu dream his brain would create just to freak him out the next morning he'd wake up.

Then Jungkook sat beside Yoongi on the edge of the bed, his eyes meeting up with his hyungs'.

He leaned in and kissed Yoongi's cheek.

A/N: the oddness has only just begun.