𝗨𝗻𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗕𝘆 𝗔𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘅𝗶𝗮 ✓ [OLD]

7

"when i left, i noticed yoongi wasn't on the floor...who moved him on the bed?" jeongguk asked.

taehyung shrugged and looked at namjoon.

namjoon didn't hear them and continued to play the game on his phone.

jeongguk reached over and snatched his phone and turned the screen off.

"dude! i was near level forty!"

"were you the one that put yoongi on the bed?"

"what are you talking about?"

"when we left, yoongi wasn't on the floor like he was supposed to be. he was moved to the bed. did you move him on the bed?"

namjoon just looked at him.

 

 

namjoon carefully picked yoongi up, slowly lying him down on the bed.

he moved the blanket to get it situated so he wouldn't be cold at all.

he was still light, the same weight size when he helped him into the house when he fainted.

before namjoon left the room, he whispered something that yoongi didn't even hear.

 

"i'll show you my secret if you show me yours."

 

 

"so you did put him on the bed?"

"why is it such a big deal?" namjoon had to ask, standing up.

"it's showing that you care." taehyung said.

"if i didn't, he'll be lying on the sidewalk and he'll still be on the floor! i'm not that coldhearted, jesus."

"my name is jeongguk, not jesus." he rolled his eyes.

"whatever- can i have my phone back?" he crossed his arms.

"aha. tell me why you did that?" jeongguk waited.

"i'm just...worried, that's all." namjoon shrugged it off. "can i not worry?"

"i think my cousin has a soft spot..." taehyung mumbled with a smile on his face.

"shut up!"