yoongi carefully placed a cold wet cloth on namjoon's forehead, trying to get him comfortable.
namjoon gulped hard, having a bit taste of his medicine that he gotten earlier.
"yoongi..." he sighed, squirming a bit. "you don't have to help."
"i came here for a reason. checking up on you..and now it's helping you." yoongi shrugged it off.
"it's just a fever." he rolled his eyes.
"i'm your hyung." yoongi mumbled. "i don't care if you're trying to push me away. i'm staying."
namjoon knitted his brows, looking up at the older.
"you're..older?"
yoongi scoffed. "you haven't noticed?"
"but you look..younger." namjoon got confused.
"i'm older." yoongi chuckled. "i'm just small."
"smol bean." he whispered.
"shut it."
namjoon chuckled, turning his head away.
yoongi just sat back and went on his phone, texting hoseok that he's at namjoon's place.
"thanks."
yoongi looked up from his phone.
"huh?"
"thank you." namjoon curled up a soft smile. "for taking care of me."
"you're welcome."
"i appreciate it. really."
yoongi only have a side smile, not much of a smile.
"can i have a hug?" namjoon raised a brow.
"no. you're all sweaty."
"if i wasn't, will i still get a hug?"
"no." yoongi looked back at his phone.
the taller pouted.
bruh this is fun
