Jungkook POV
Sitting on the edge of my bed in nothing but my boxers, I try to force my eyes to stay open as Jimin waits in the bathroom for the water to warm up and fill the tub. I hate the fact that I'm weak enough that I can't even fully take care of myself, but I know sleeping is just going to be a million times worse. It honestly makes all of this even harder, not having much motivation for anything at all right now, but actually physically being too weak to handle much too.
Noticing movement from in front of me, I lift my gaze up to find Jimin exiting the bathroom with a small smile on his lips. He walks over to me and sits beside me, rubbing my cold back gently.
"The water's ready for you, Kookie. I added bubbles and some other stuff that'll help with your sore muscles and keep your skin from drying out after that dip you took earlier." Jimin informs me softly. I sigh, nodding my head in return.
With that, Jimin helps me up onto my feet, slowly and carefully leading me over to the bathroom. I try not to wince too much, not wanting to look that weak in front of my hyung. When we finally reach the bathroom, Jimin helps me sit down on the edge of the bathtub. I look down at the bubbly water, reaching out and sticking my hand in it. Though, I flinch at how hot it is, yanking my hand back out immediately.
"Jiminie, that's really hot." I whine softly, pouting as I look up at him. He gives me a small frown, a worried expression forming on his face as he shakes his head.
"It's really not that hot, Kookie. I know you've showered and bathed in water a lot warmer than this." Jimin informs me with a gentle tone. I frown, my lips beginning to quiver as I feel tears beginning to form.
"But it's really hot, hyung." I whine quietly, not wanting to get in the water and feel like I'm just burning. He sighs, kneeling down in front of me, running a hand through my hair gently.
"Jungkookie, you've gotta get in. It's gonna be good for you and it'll help bring your body temperature back up to where it needs to be." Jimin argues softly. I glance back down at the water, still not wanting to get in but recognizing that I don't seem to have much a choice. Pouting and sighing softly, I give up and merely nod my head. Jimin gives me a small smile in return, ruffling my hair gently before standing back up.
"Thank you. I'll be back in fifteen minutes and we can get you outta there. Okay? Then you can warm back up and get wrapped up in some blankets and get some sleep." Jimin tells me lightly. I stay silent but nod my head, not in the mood to keep speaking.
Pursing my lips, I watch the shorter boy exit my bathroom before sighing to myself once more. Reluctantly, I pull my boxers off and slowly slip my body into the water that feels like I might as well be getting boiled alive. It's extremely painful at first, nearly crying. Though, after a few minutes, it slowly begins to not feel as bad, and by the time Jimin comes back into the bathroom, I actually feel somewhat tolerable with the temperature.
"How's it feeling now, Kookie?" Jimin asks gently as he grabs my dark red towel from the rack on my wall. I merely shrug in response, still not wanting to talk much. He just gives me a small smile though, taking the towel and unfolding it for me. I watch as he holds it out to wrap around me, turning his head away from me and closing his eyes. Taking a deep breath, I carefully climb out of the water, taking the towel from Jimin and wrapping it around my waist before he looks back over to me. He smiles, ruffling my hair before grabbing my other red towel and bringing me to sit on the closed toilet seat. I don't argue with him, letting him dry me off to the best of his ability so that I don't have to exert as much energy.
When he's finished, he hangs the towel back up before walking out of the bathroom again, presumably to grab me some form of clothes. I don't mind though, taking the opportunity to dry the rest of my body off that he obviously didn't get. Wrapping the towel back around me, it's perfect timing as he walks back in with a pair of my loose sweatpants and one of my hoodies.
"I'll let you get changed, and when you're ready you can just come out and I'll help you in bed. Okay, Kookie?" Jimin tells me softly with a small smile. I merely nod, wondering how the hell I'm gonna manage sleep.
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