In Front Of You - Jikook

-twenty-seven-

Jin-hyung, 8:31 pm: Hey Kook, I left chicken soup on the counter. I bought it when you left me to run to Jiminie's house. And I also locked up when I left, you two need to be more careful next time. Take care! Txt me when you need me.

Jungkook yawned, a burst of happiness exploded inside him, starting off the morning on a good note. He replied with a "Thank you, Jin-hyung." and looked around the kitchen for the soup. After he replaced the damp towel from last night, he could still feel how hot Jimin was. Figured that he needed something to eat, the younger snoop around and check.

Opening the fridge, he grinned as it is fully stocked. He thought in awe "Hyung's so responsible, I need to stock my fridge." Making morning cereal for him, the brunette hummed a soft tone, filling the serene kitchen with sound. Slow steps came from the room, the person sound like he's having a hard time moving. "Morning' Jimin's ill sounding voice startled the younger who upon hearing him, hurried to his aid. "Jimin-hyung! You're not supposed to be out of bed!" Worry filled him, Jungkook helped him head to the couch to lie down. The older weakly chuckled "You're acting as if I'm dying, I only have a fever, I'll get better soon." Looking up at the other, his vision slightly spinning. The younger just shook his head and head back to his cooking.

Jungkook quickly strode along towards the couch, slightly spilling the heated soup but ignored it as he took a spoonful and blew on it. 'Here hyung, eat this." He moved the spoon towards Jimin, the older's eyes halfway closed but still attempted to follow his instructions. After feeding him more, the sick male hummed in denial, feeling nauseous but grateful as something is in his stomach. Jungkook can't help but show a relieved smile and set the bowl down on the coffee table. Whispering softly as he rose, "Wait here Jiminie."

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Grumbling in mellow wake, the breeze of the afternoon swept in, sunlight lighting up the room ever so slightly. Jimin yawned and felt the subtle dampness of the towel on his forehead, but this time, he felt light. The dreadful feeling of a migraine and heaviness of his body left him, only the tiring residue of his fever. He must have fallen asleep after barely eating breakfast, it was truly a well-spent rest. He sat up, his eyes still closed but leisurely opened as he felt a fabric hanging over his head.

Looking around with full awareness of his surroundings, Jimin scanned blanket after blanket hanging on top of him in awe. There were four walls and a roof, the floor was piled with pillows, and the fluffiest thing on the floor was Jungkook, munching on some well-organized snacks. "Kook...?" Jimin asked, the distant wonder tied in his voice caused the younger male to look away from the TV screen and grinned widely to him. "Hyung! Surprise!" Jungkook exclaimed, the amusement and excitement beaming from him as he bounced in his spot. "I built a blanket fort! By myself! Do you like it?" Jimin couldn't help but smile by his happiness.

He nodded slowly and moved beside the younger. The floor was more than wide enough for the both of them and he rolled himself out of the couch. Overly worried for the sick, Jungkook's eyes widen as he catches Jimin in his arms, the older more surprised than himself. "Hyung! You shouldn't move too much if you're sick." He murmured scoldingly, yet all Jimin could do was laugh and replied "You care too much, I should be the one worried that you might catch a cold." Sitting up, his movements were cautious as he knows that if he pushes himself like he normally does, the younger male would panic again. His eyes look up and down from Jungkook's wondering eyes and down to his fiddling fingers, the worry clear in his whole state.

You look so tired, I shouldn't have worried you like this, Jimin thought to himself but instead placed a tender kiss on Jungkook's forehead. An act that says "I'm okay now." The kiss burns the brunette's skin, a mark of love from the other that was both dangerous and calming. Dangerous because he never knows what to do with himself after such a sudden act of affection, that this alarming pounding in his chest has been never ending ever since he met the other. But it was calming as it is the only familiar feeling he's ever loved.

"I'll always care about youJiminie-hyung, you know that." His soft words escape him as he stared down his hands, knowing that if he looks up, that love-struck look will hit him again. Jimin's lips curled with delight and laid back down from the remaining fatigue from his fever, the younger one following along.

The barista spaced, deep into thought until he remembers; "You're a freelance photographer right?". Not moving his body, Jungkook stared at the blankets mindlessly as usual "Yes.". "If you're offered a big job at a different city or even country, will you take it?" with saying that, Jimin expected a complete yes from Jungkook but deep down, maybe he'll say no.

They lay there for a while, one waiting for an answer and the other thinking of one. Yet, the one deciding couldn't seem to do so. The night arrived and darkness falls on them like a feathery blanket. Despite this light atmosphere, a growing heaviness prevails the calmness of tonight. The heaviness that placed on them was not by something, but the lack of: the reassurance that Jungkook won't leave.