Jungkook gasped, whimpering and scooting away. Yoongi's face fell, and he sat down on the ground, bending carefully toward Jungkook.
"Hey," he said. "Look, I'm okay. I'm okay."
Jungkook whimpered again. Images of Yoongi falling, Yoongi's wide eyes, Yoongi's unmoving form cascaded through his mind, distracting him from the real man right in front of him. He bit his lip, shivering, and pulled the blankets tighter around him.
"Min?" he managed, voice strained.
"You want Mingyu?" Yoongi said immediately. "Hang on, I'll get him."
Jungkook fumbled for the right syllables, shaking his head desperately. "N-no," he finally burst out, and Yoongi paused, sitting down and watching him.
"I'm really confused," Yoongi said cautiously. "Do you want Mingyu?"
Jungkook nodded.
"But you don't... want me to leave?"
Jungkook let out a relieved sigh, nodding again. Yoongi turned and called for Mingyu, waiting barely long enough to receive a response before turning back to Jungkook.
"Taehyung says you've been through hell and back," he said. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you so hard when you got here."
Jungkook shook his head, but Yoongi just laughed, scooting a little closer.
"You can't deny it. I've been a jerk. Let me apologize, just this once," he chuckled.
Jungkook shrank into his blankets and didn't answer.
"Taehyung will be here in a bit," Yoongi promised. "Until then... do you wanna work on these?"
Jungkook looked down and saw his practice paper. His face heated up immediately and he buried it in the blankets, groaning loudly.
"Hey, no shame," Yoongi said. "Let's do it together. Come on."
Jungkook took a deep breath and moved closer to Yoongi, freezing about two yards away. Yoongi held out the paper, and he took it with shaking hands.
"M-min," he said, without even looking at it.
Yoongi's face broke into a grin, and he leaned on the couch. "Min," he repeated.
Jungkook felt an unexplainable rush of relief, and he repeated it again. "Min. M-min. Min."
Yoongi joined him, laughing when even he started to stumble over the letters. "Tongue twisters!" He exclaimed, muttering playfully to himself and tugging on the paper so he could see it better. Jungkook frowned at him, wondering if he was being babied, but Yoongi seemed too wrapped up in his own world to notice.
Jungkook couldn't say he minded.
*keyboard smash*
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Smoke Song
FanfictionWhen Jungkook and his friend Taehyung are caught recording music, he is sure their lives are over for good. But after a narrow rescue, he learns that the anti organization is far from suppressing music. When he loses his voice, will he find another...
