Jungkook's baby [COMPLETE]

Breaking & Entering.

He left his room as soon as the buzzer for lunch sounded. For once he was one of the first out the door. He slid down the bannisters of the tower block landing with a thud as he crashed into a second year who wasn't looking where she was going.
"Ah! I'm so sorry!" She gushed as he placed a hand on her forearm steadying her so he couldn't be blamed for knocking her right over.
"It's aight." He muttered and was about to yeet out the door when she caught his attention.
"Um, you're Jungkook?"
"Yeah, why?" His voice displaying annoyance as he turned to face her, his hand on the door handle ready to run into the rain towards the cafeteria. 
"You're that little's boyfriend?"
"How does everyone know this already?-" He muttered to himself "-yeah what of it?"

The girl bit her lip like she was biting back saying something.
"Nothing. Just wondered." She shrugged as she skipped off and Jungkook shook his head, tugging his furry coat hood up as he shoulder barged the door open, trudging quickly through the rain to meet the gang at the usual table. 

The fluorescent lights hurt his eyes as he did a quick scan of the table noting that Yn wasn't there. He was about to turn tail and head to her last class room to see where she was when Akeno came rushing over.
"Ah Jungkook! You NEVER check your phone at school!" She scolded
"What's that got to do with anything?" His face displaying confusion as he gently shook her grip off of his arm pulling out his phone to see eleven messages. 

Baby:
I'm going home. I don't feel good :(
x

TaTa:
You got one warning spunk monkey.
Get your trunk with it's junk to Yn's house.

ToxicRias:
Yn's gone home.

Hobi:
Baby's gone home. 
She's poorly. :(

ChimChim:
Bubs isn't well.
Get your thunder thighs moving.
She's at home.

Jinnie:
Yn's not well Kook. She's been sent home.

DestructiveJoon:
Warning.
Kids sick.
Toxiccc.

Yoongles:
Cuties not well.
Go look after her. 
I just drove her home.

KoKo:
Jungkook?
Hey?
Answer me?
OI.
Fuck's sake you're a moron.
Yn's been taken out of class, Yoongi took her home.

Akeno:
Jungkookie? Yn's a poorly lil' bean. She's gone home. 

"Well fuck, shit and bollocks." He sighed putting his phone away in his pocket before pointing at Yoongi.
"What?" He mouthed.
"Drive me to Yns?" He mouthed back and Yoongi flipped his empty tray over like a child throwing a tantrum as he put his head on the table. A few seconds later he stood up with an over exaggerated sigh and walked towards Jungkook swinging his key's around his finger. 

"Fine you lovestruck dipshit. Let's go." He grinned his gummy grin as he left the cafeteria with Jungkook, the pair jogging through the halls, shoes squeaking on the wet floor as they burst through the door into the rain towards the car park.

It didn't take long to get to Yn's. Yoongi pulled the two seater car up and looked through the windows being pelted by the rain towards her house. 
"I didn't say it to cutie but..she's got a nice house man, damn." Jungkook laughed through his nose at the older.
"H'yeah, shame she's in it alone till god knows when." He muttered, distaste colouring his voice and handsome features as he got out the car thanking Yoongi, he sounds of the wet tyres on the road vanishing slowly as he stood under Yn's porch in front of her door. Shrugging his hood of he knocked gently on the door, hoping he wasn't disturbing her from sleep.

His heart was pounding in his ears, almost aching in his chest it was thudding so hard. It felt like he'd been stood there for ages, Yn not answering the door even after several knocks.
"Shit..what is she's hurt?" He grunted kicked the floor in frustration as he bit his bottom lip in thought. He stepped back and looked up at the house, the rain hitting his face and clinging to his eyelashes when a gate that was ajar caught his attention.
"That'll do." He muttered as he jogged through the gate and into the back garden, looking up again at the house seeing a window slightly open.

He looked for a way up and cursed under his breath, of course it wouldn't be easy, as if he wasn't already soaked and having a hard time. With a large sigh he abandoned his school bag in the bushes under the window to keep it sort of dry and stood on a large flower pot that was once a chimney, using it to hop onto the tiny concrete awning above the back door. His heart racing at the exertion and the panic of being accused of breaking and entering.

Once on the awning he gave a jump and managed to grab onto the windowsill, his fingers aching from the strong grip needed to prevent him from falling. He quickly used one hand to yank the window open further before rapidly grabbing back on with both hands. Gritting his teeth and using all his upper body strength he managed to haul himself ungracefully into the window with a dirty great thud, knocking deodorant tins, toothbrushes and the like down with him  loud enough to wake the dead making him cringe.
"Fuckin..being a criminal is out of my options jesus. The whole street must have heard that.." 

He opened the bathroom door with a click and glanced around, there were rooms immediately to his left and right and another two to the left and right further down the hall with the stairs at the end of the hallway. He gingerly tiptoed out, suddenly nervous. His plan to look after his baby because he was worried suddenly seeming stupid now he'd broken into her house.
"Too late now knob'ed" He scolded himself as he randomly took the first room to the left.

He gently opened the door to find it empty. This trend continued till he reached the fourth bedroom.
"Here goes nothin' she's gotta be in here." He took a deep breath and opened the door.
"Baby?" He called as he pushed the door open, causing it to swish against the plush white carpet. As the door opened he found Yn sat against the wall, weak, feeble, pale and sweaty. He went running over and cupped her face.

"Shiiiit. Baby why aren't you in bed?"
"I was but, I heard a crash in the bathroom and tried to get up to see what it was and had a dizzy spell. Turns out it was you" A small weak smile on her face.

He'd never felt so stupid and guilty in his life.