Jungkook stood up- or at least tried to. Nausea seized his insides, lightheadedness swamped his brain. He slumped back into the mattress. "Hey, you okay?" Taehyung looked over from his bed.
"Yup." The younger scrubbed a hand over his face.
"I'm good." He took a sip from his water bottle and stood up slowly. He trudged into the kitchen and grabbed an apple.
"Maybe you should take a sick day Kook. You look a little green."
"You can't exactly take a sick day on the weekend." Jin rolled his eyes, smiling playfully.
"We have practice. Go lay down, I'll make you something."
"Thanks, mom." Jin whacked him with a dish towel before pushing him out of the kitchen. Doing as he was told, Jungkook went back to his room and laid down.
"You okay, Kook?"
"Yes, Tae. Thanks." Jin came into the room, a steaming bowl of soup in his hands.
"Here. Don't eat too fast. There's medicine in the bathroom if you need it." Jungkook smiled gratefully, taking the bowl.
"Practice ends at 8 so we'll see you then, okay?" The younger nodded. Jin and Taehyung quietly left the room and headed to the studio.
The maknae groaned, squinting his eyes at the light. Tae sat on the bed next to him, gently brushing back the younger's bangs.
"Hey," he whispered softly.
"We're home." Jungkook smiled.
"Welcome home." The older laughed.
"Oh, Kook." He pressed the back of his hand to the other's forehead.
"You're burning up. Let me go get you some medicine." Jungkook lept up and tightly wrapped his arms around Tae's waist.
"No, please stay."
"But Kookie, you're sick. I'll be right back, I swear."
"No." The older sighed.
"Okay, I'll stay." Smiling gratefully, Jungkook pulled Taehyung down onto the bed.
"I would've just laid down. All you had to do was ask." Jungkook slowly released Tae's waist.
"Will you please lay with me?"
"Of course, Kookie." The two crawled under the comforter, Jungkook practically laying on top of the other. Taehyung checked the younger's temperature again.
"Aren't you warm?" Jungkook shook his head and snuggled closer. Taehyung searched his pockets for his phone, texting Jin to bring the medicine. Minutes later, the older tip-toed into the room and handed him a bottle.
"This is all we have." He whispered.
"Thank you." Jin nodded and quietly left the room.
"Kook." Tae gently nudged the other's shoulder.
"You need to take this, please." The younger stirred and sat up.
"What is it?"
"For your fever." Jungkook dutifully drank the given amount before resting against Taehyung again. "Goodnight, hyung."
"Goodnight, I hope you feel better."
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BTS Oneshots Part 2
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