Mr.Perfect

4

The next morning started with the same head ache. No matter how long he takes in the shower, it feels like his veins are drying out. 

 He was getting horrible by a minute. His head was like it will explode. He looked around his organized house with his foggy eyes. it all looked bad. The soft jasmine fragrance spread in his house felt rotten. 

He hated every-thing. He hated himself.  He felt trapped. 

Mean-while when he was trapped in his misery, his door bell chimed gracefully, and hit his head like a hammer. 

He got up and lazily opened the door,” ogh not you” only to see the sunshine in front of him.

“ hhhyyyuuuunnnnggieeee” j hope literally jumped at him and they both landed on the floor.

“ jung..jung hoseok… get off me please” jin growled in pain but the other was not willing to let him go

”no first say hobi you are the most beautiful being in the world”

“ no”

“ hyungie please”

“ hobi I am literally dying here please get off of me”

“ haah don’t you dare say a thing like that…”

“ hobi it’s getting weird now get off” jin pushes off light hobi like a sack of potatoes and inhales deeply. Hobi looks at him suspiciously, rather worriedly ”hyung? Is every-thing fine?”

“ m..my head…hobi…it’ll explode” jin was pulling his hair. J hope immediately carries him by his shoulders and bring him inside. And hurriedly scrambles his stuff on his side table to find the medicines” hyung don’t tell me you are out of your medicine” panic hit him hard when he finds out there were no more medicines for his head ache.

“ I…. there… in..in…the..box..box…water” jin was getting out of breathe. His head squeezed tight in his grasp and his skin getting dangerously red. Jhope managed to find the required box and puts a pill in his mouth.

 Jin drank the whole glass of water in one breathe and his senses give up. He laid in j hope’s arms unconscious with pain painted all over his attire. 

Jhope was not ready for this, he thought jin was getting better but it got worse. He watched jin worriedly and put him on his bed. He looks around and chuckles. 

Even in his worst condition, jin managed to keep things neat and organized and he could not find even a speck of dust on his stuff.   It was not right, he slowly massaged his sweaty head. and now he was determined to take Jin to Namjoon though it was long time 

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“ Kim Taehyung, I am impressed man, you don’t look so bright by your face but your mind works real good.” Tae patiently grits his teeth when his supervisor, Kim Namjoon, compliments him in his way. “I am glad to hear this sir..” 

“ Joon, call me Joon for short” Namjoon smiles and pats Tae’s shoulder ,“well tae good day man, I will see… oh hobi, how’s going man?” namjoon fist bumps hobi who was worried and had sadness all over his face.” Hey joonie, and yeah things going smooth. Uh listen. Jin hyung needs help.. I know what happened between you two but…but its long time ago” watches as Namjoon’s bright face darken with mention of his name. “ namjoonie, he is dying” . Don’t know why but Tae got interested in it. So he attached his ears to the conversation. 

Just in case.

“ that’s what  happens with dark hearts”

“ joonie, hyung is not like thi..”

“ He is like this. I know him best hobi…just(squeezes his fists) just…uggghh”

“ that’s why I came to you cuz you know him better” 

“ what do you want?”

“ his head hurt like crazy and he refused to eat any-thing which is the weirdest thing and…..”

“ give him some anti-depressants…and he will be fine”

“b.but there is mor…”

“ I don’t care… Tae lock the doors, good day J hope, good bye” namjoon coldly states and leaves the clinic.

Tae watched his friendly supervisor getting ice-cold within seconds. The other man named hobi or whatever, dropped himself on the couch nearby. He was about to hand him some anti-depressants but the next words made him stop in his tracks” jooni when will you realize it was not his fault?”. 

Tae watched him sympathetically, for who-ever his friend was, indeed needed serious help.