Cold [NAMJIN]

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The room is dark, lights turned off and curtains closed, completely blocking even the tiniest bit of light from the moon above from entering the room.

Jimin can barely see anything and he just used the mental image he had of the room's layout from earlier to safely get inside but despite the utter darkness, there was no mistaking Seokjin's familiar sweet voice.

"Jimin? Is that you?" Jin was obviously trying to stay as quiet as possible too and that's when Jimin took the courage to reach for the switch of the lone lamp standing on one corner of the bedside table.

He had to rapidly blink for a couple of times from the sudden brightness and Seokjin seemed to have the same response as well, quietly hissing.

Finally, when Jimin could comfortably open his eyes again without having to immediately close it back because of the light's harsh glare, the sight that greeted him almost had his jaw slacking open.

He knew that the doctor have asked for Jin to stay at least one night in the hospital for further observation, and he knew that Namjoon eagerly volunteered to keep watch on the elder during his stay, but the scene before him certainly wasn't something he expected to personally see the two boys doing especially in such a place where nurses and doctors could literally come anytime to do their rounds.

Namjoon and Seokjin are both lying on the small bed, narrowly fitting both of their bodies with Namjoon's arms around Jin's waist to keep him in place.

He'd seen the two cuddle numerous times before but this one's different. Jin is in a hospital gown and probably wasn't even wearing any underwear. Namjoon is only wearing a sleeveless shirt too, his uniform—the blazer and white shirt—carelessly hung on the metal railing at the foot of the bed.

Jimin gulped.

He seriously want to tell his brother so many things right now. Starting from how cute and soft he and Namjoon look together and how gay this whole scenario makes him appear.

Before he could say anything he'd surely regret later though, Jin quietly spoke from the bed, movements careful and calculated as he slowly tried to sit up.

"What are you doing here? It's late. Aren't you supposed to be home by now?" Seokjin gave Jimin a confused stare.

The younger audibly gulped before answering, eyes on the floor. "I asked Mom and Dad if I could stay here tonight and they said yes."

"What?" Jin sounded almost mad. "This is a hospital Jimin. You know how easily you get sick. You could get all kinds of diseases from here."

"But Hyung, I wanna stay." Jimin insisted, borderline whining.

"Didn't you hear what I just said? You could get sick in here." Seokjin's voice rose with each word and by the last one, the sound turned loud enough to have Namjoon stirring in bed, eyes tightly closed as he groaned.

"Shut up." He complained in his sleep, earning a guilty look from the elder.

Before Jimin could say anything else, Seokjin beckoned him to come closer. He immediately did so without a second thought and helped his brother get off the bed with extremely careful movements as to not wake Namjoon up.

"Do you wanna pee, Hyung?" Jimin wondered as he turned to remove Jin's bag of IV drop—which is the only thing hooked to his body right now—from the metal stand.

"No." Seokjin quietly answered, sighing. "You woke me up and I don't think I'll be going back to sleep anytime soon. I wanna talk to you about something outside."

Jimin felt his heart lurch forward at the elder's words.

T-Talk? Talk about w-what?

What does his brother wanna discuss with him at literally almost 12 midnight?