Sick

Either ~he~ goes or I don't

Seokjin's pov

"Namjoon!?" I say urgently.

He gets the hint instantly and walks towards us.

"What's going on?" He asks kneeling down as well. I hand him the cookie and look at Jimin's sickly face. He looks like he's about to hurl. This is what happens when he tries anything with coconut in it. I discovered this reaction two years ago when he ate coconut chocolate ice cream. He doesn't exactly have a allegic reaction to it. He'll survive, but it might make him vomit a few times, run a small fever or drain his energy for a few days. During that time he is the definition on 'babie'. Won't do anything, whiny and is the most hug-starved human ever.

"Mmm" he whines again. Fuck! I want to scream but I don't. She knows this...why would she think of getting him those.

"What's wrong with him?" She asks concerned.

"It's the cookies mom, you know how he gets when he eats coconut." Namjoon presses.

"Oh, I didn't know those had coconut...." she says sounding genuine. "You should really get him to see a doctor, maybe even one of those private ones that are more precise and get him fixed." But then she opens her mouth to say that kind of a thing.

" 'Fixed? What do you mean by fixed?'" I think, but the words leave my mind and I realise I'm saying it aloud.

She looks at me perplexed. "To fix his issue-"

Damn this bitch.

Picking a drained Jimin and resting his head on my shoulder I open my mouth to give it all to her "Nothing is wrong with him Myung sook. He's normal and can you please just accept what happened and say sorry. It doesn't cost anything." I say walking off to tend to Jimin.
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(Namjoon's PoV)

I watch him walk off and climb the stares to the bathroon with a chubby Jimin clutching his shirt, his demeanour pissed as hell. It's kind of sexy in all honesty. As he exits mom gives him a scowl and creases her eyebrows. Nothing has ever been right with those two always bickering and feuding. Frankly it was my mom's fault. She doesn't like Jin that much.

"He's still got that attitude. I told you he was a tough one." She complains.

'Yeah he really is, tough as nails and got the spice to go with it. Isn't afraid to tell u what he thinks and is super compassionate with Jimin. Scares me half to death sometimes but it's alluring and soothing.' I think. God I'm whipped for him.

"NAMJOON!" I hear. I spin my head round and look towards her. "I've been talking to you, haven't you been listening?" She says.

"Yeah, yeah... go on."

"The attitude with him is vile. Always has something to say and always judgy-" "Mom," I interrupt calmly.

"Stop it. Please stop bickering. Jin's a good person, by now you should know, or accept that, he's an amazing dad. I'm married to him and we have a kid. He can't eat coconut and you know that. Why would u give it to him?" I say dragging my questions on.

"Namjoon I didn't know there was coconut in there. I wouldn't have given it to him if i knew. I love my grandchild, he-"

"And Jin?" I cut her off. She doesn't say anything. And I take her silence as an answer. Aish seriously, this feud has been going on for years. My mom just dislikes him so much. Sometimes I just wanna yell 'GET OVER IT' to her.

"Ok," I sigh, trying is pointless at times. "Anyway why did you come unannounced?" I say changing the subject.

"Oh yes, your father and you're two uncles want to see you. To talk to you about something."

"Why so soon? Is something wrong?"

"No, they just want to speak to you." She says brightly.

"Why can't they come here or just FaceTime me?"

"They just want to have a meeting. I'm not sure what it's about Namu, they just want you to fly over."

"Mom I can't just up and leave Jin here with Jimin. He's got school and there are other stuff going on." I say trying not to give her a lot of information on Jin's coughing episodes. She'll start complaining again. And plus it would piss Jin off more.

"Why not?"

"Cause he's my husband." I say bluntly. She flinches at that.

She leans forward and gets closer to me. "Kim Namjoon Seokjin is grown adult and can take care of himself. If you want you can bring Jimin with you. I'm sure he'd want to see his only grandfather again!" There she goes again, excluding Jin like he's not part of the family. It's annoying.

"Alright mom, when?" I ask simply.
Her face lights up. "Next week, during the weekend."

"Ok. I'll be there."

"Perfect." She says taking her purse from the counter and packing it. "I'll book the tickets and-oh, you can stay in your old room. It's as good as new. And I'm sure Jimin will sleep with you fine. If not he can sleep in your old toddler bed. I'll book the tickets tomorrow and prepare the room-"

"I'm still bringing Jin mom, he has to go too. Jimin's not going to sleep without him and I want him there." I say looking her dead in the eyes.

"But-" she starts. "I won't go if he doesn't come and that's final."

"Fine he can come too." She says giving up. As she does Jin walks into the kitchen, opens the fridge and takes out a few ice cubes puts them in the blender making them into chips. He places the chips into one if Jimin's yellow bowls and stalks upstairs again without so much as a side glace to either of us. 

'Spicy' is all that comes to my mind.
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To be continued

Filler episode. Sorry.
Yes it's short. Yes im trash! Yes i procrastinate.