Blue Eyed Boy. (j.jk x k.th)

Five: God damn pancakes

"Oh my god, he's dead."

"I could throw some water on him again-"

"Jung Hoseok, if you want to live you will not."

"Pinch him."

"He's still not waking!"

"Hyung, how much morphine did you give the guy?"

"Oh come on, you guys water boarded him. Water boarded-!"

"We already said sorry Hyung-"

"Not to him you didn't!"

"Oh my god, JEON JEONGGUK, GET YOUR ASS UP!"

"... I think he's dead."

"Pinch his nipples."

"What the f-"

"Hey, it works when Yoongi's fast asleep-"

"Park Jimin, I will destroy you-"

"Am I missing something here?"

"Shut up."

"Just-"

The voices fading out were interrupted when Jimin, golden bed head messy and cute, reached out, pinched the boys nipples, and twisted.

Jeongguk shot forwards, forehead slamming into somebody elses, eyes flying open in alarm. Slightly disoriented, he noted six figures in his room, and not sure where he was, dove for his gun under his pillow-

-which wasn't there.

"Woah woah woah there, it's just us big man." Hoseok spoke up, hands raised in surrender. Blinking slowly, the last couple days came back to him, and he relaxed, dark eyes narrowing as his gaze jumped from person to person. His dark hair was messy but incredibly hot, and the tattoos covering his body and climbing up his neck were on full display. He looked dark and way too sexy to just have woken up.

"What the fuck are you all doing in my room?" He demanded, voice slightly rough from just waking up, eyes still squinted slightly from sleep.

Hoseok whistled quietly. Taehyung slapped him.

"You sleep like the dead. It's already one in the afternoon, so we all thought Jin Hyung had poisoned you or something-" Namjoon began, but was cut off.

"I did not." Jin interrupted indignantly.

"But I mean, at least we know how to wake you up now." Jimin said with a little mischievous grin.

"Pinching my nipples?" Jeongguk questioned, voice still husky, an eyebrow cocking slightly as he leant back against the head board slightly. This was the first time the boys had seen him not covered in blood, and all had to admire his gorgeous features, strong jawline, and messy ebony black hair.

"Okay, turn down the smoulder buddy-" Jimin said, eyes widening.

"Oh my god Jimin, get your gay ass out of the mans room." Seokjin groaned, shoving the shorter boy away. Jimin snickered and disappeared out the door.

Running a tattooed hand through his hair, he found that the IV had been removed.

"Okay, so what did you need?" He spoke, raising an eyebrow. "Can I get dressed first or is it urgent?"

Five pairs of eyes slowly turned to the boys muscular torso on full display. Jeongguk's eyebrow raised further.

"Nah, get dressed. Breakfast is ready is all." Namjoon spoke from the furthest back, leaning against the wall.