jin was hesitant to meet namjoon today. after everything he was told, and from what miyoon told him, he now had a slightly bad feeling about it all. but either way, jin didn't have a legitimate reason to leave namjoon hanging at the coffee shop.
after slipping on his long, suede trench coat, jin makes his way to the kitchen. he swung the medicine cupboard open, and reaches into it, searching until he felt his pills. he'd been suffering a serious headache since yesterday night, and it annoyingly wasn't seeming to go away. after taking out his headache pills, and drinking two down with a few gulps of water, he walks back over to the door. he slides his feet into his favourite pink vans sneakers and grabs his keys, opening the door, walking outside, locking it, and heading off.
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"hi!" miyoon happily greets, watching as jin walked over to their table. "hi, cutie!" jin waves, going to sit in the only empty chair available at their table. jin felt a bit more comfortable with miyoon here.
"how are you?" jin politely asks namjoon, trying his best to stir up a conversation. "i should be asking you that," namjoon chuckles. jin blankly sat in his place, not understanding what he meant by the statement. namjoon realizes the confused look on his face, and proceeds to explain it more briefly. "you look really drained. are you sick?" he asks, concernedly. "what?- oh no, no, i just have a bit of a headache. that's all." "you should have stayed home. i would've understood" namjoon says, assuringly.
after a while of talking and eating, jin suddenly felt a bit nauseous. "can you excuse me for a minute?" he asks, already getting up from his seat. namjoon nods, and with that, jin was practically sprinting to the washroom. he goes into the men's washroom, running toward the nearest stall. he drops to his knees, harshly throwing up into the toilet. once he felt that he was done, he runs a hand through his hair. "ew, fuck" jin turns away, scrunching his nose at the smell. then, after flushing the toilet, and washing his hands, he walks back to their table.
"um, i think i should go now..." he tells namjoon. "why? what happened?" the younger asked, out of curiosity. "i threw up" he embarrassedly whispers. "what?!" namjoon's eyes go wide. "i'll drive you home, come on". jin thought this was an offer, and refused, just to realize that it actually in fact wasn't even up for debate. jin figured that since hoseok and yoongi weren't supposed to be home, it'd probably be fine, right? this means that they wouldn't see namjoon and it shouldn't cause any problems.
"come on, miyoon" namjoon picks up the little boy, carrying him in his arms. "where are we going, joon-hyung?" he tilts his head. "to jin's house" he rushed his words, scrambling to gather all of his belongings. he grabs miyoon's donut, and hands it to the little boy, making him hungrily begin to nibble at it. "do we haveee to go now?" miyoon whines. "yes. jin isn't feeling too well"
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namjoon bends down, releasing miyoon from his arms, watching as the little boy let go of him and almost immediately ran free to who knows where? "behave!" namjoon calls out. jin goes to lay down on the couch, exhaustedly rubbing his eyes. well, this was unplanned.
namjoon goes to sit at the edge of the same couch jin was on, and brings his hand down, hovering over jin's forehead. he lightly rests his palm against it, a bit shocked at the outcome. "wow..." namjoon lets out, flipping his hand, and using the other side to double check. "well, i know one thing for sure. you have a bad fever."
he lifts himself up from the couch, leaving jin in both shock and confusion. it didn't even feel like he had a fever...? namjoon walks over to jin's kitchen, assuming that it was where his medicine is stored. "where's your medicine?" namjoon asks. jin doesn't bother to move, even the slightest bit. "in the cabinet on your right. the one in the corner" he responds.
jin suddenly feels a buzz from underneath him, remembering that his phone was still in his back pocket. he reaches underneath the several layers of clothing that he had on, and pulls it out. he turns it on, to be greeted with an alarming text message from hoseok.
hoseok
the movie ended early
we're leaving right now
we should be home in about
ten minutes
oh no.
"NAMJOON!" jin shouts, completely uncalled for. namjoon jumps at the sudden calling of his name, turning around to face jin, who was now sitting up. "what?! do you feel sick again?" "no, no, it's just-" jin takes a deep breath. how is he supposed to say this without sounding like a total jerk? then he realized, there was no way.
"you have to leave! like, right now!!" "what?" "please! my friends are coming home and- um- i'm not supposed to have anyone over" he made up. he had to admit, that was an amazing excuse. and it was just off the top of his head, too. "i thought this was your apartment?" "it's not. i'm just staying with my friends until i can find a good place to move in to." jin states, rushing through everything as fast as he could. "i'm really sorry, it's just, i'm gonna get into so much trouble if they find ou-" "but your fever-" "i appreciate it, but i can take care of myself. don't worry about me"
of course, namjoon didn't want jin to get in trouble, so he obeys him, takes miyoon, and leaves.
