petals. |yoonminseok|

eleven.

The next day, Yoongi woke up with the worst headache. He thought it could have been from sleeping on the couch, but as the day continued, so did the pain. It was to the point that he asked the two males if he could lay down on the bed instead. Considering the room had black out curtains and noises weren't as loud. Obviously the couple didn't mind, but Yoongi felt as if he was intruding. Nevertheless, he went to their room.

He laid down on the bed in the dark room, as he stared at the ceiling. The covers were on top of him, the familiar scent filling his nostrils. Curling up in a ball and hugging the pillow, he looked at the wall instead. The room felt so familiar to him, yet he had no recollection of it. His eyes trailed the walls, all the way to the dresser, the closet, the small desk in a corner, and the night tables. There were picture frames on them. Extending his hand, he grabbed the one closest to him and looked at it. The picture, a poloroid, seemed to be taken at a a festival. There were banners in the background as well as booths and food stands. Colorful lights surrounding them in the morning time. Hoseok was in the middle of the picture making bunny ears on top of Jimin's and Yoongi's head while smiling so brightly, as always. Jimin had a cute face, his rosy cheeks and cresecent smile adorning his features. While Yoongi had an annoyed faced looking at the camera.

He didn't realize the smile that appeared on his lips as his thumb carressed the glass. A scene that was familiar to him by heart. He didn't notice how the headache had stopped for a brief moment. He didn't notice the blank stare he had, as if his head was trying to remember something. The wheels and cogs moving slowly. But he did notice when the sharp pain increased right after causing him to yelp loudly and hold his head. He let go of the frame, not knowing if it broke or not as it hit the floor. The room started spinning causing him to close his eyes forcefully. His head feeling like it was vibrating. When the door to the room opened, he felt someone next to him, a voice speaking but sounding too far away for him to hear or understand. All he could focus on was the pain and how his head seemed to create images.

For what seemed like almost half an hour everything stopped again and he was able to focus. He raised his head slowly making eye contact with dark brown eyes looking at him with worry. He felt as a tear made it's way down his cheek, he could hear how his own voice trembled, his body shaking with it, and he could feel how warm Hoseok was.

"Are you okay?" the youngest of the two asked him, as he held him. He looked panicked, worried.

The sound of small but rushed foot steps soon came into the room as well, the youngest holding a glass of water and some pills in his hand, "here, take these," he offered.

Quickly whipping his tears, he stayed on Hoseok's embrace and took the water and ibuprofen from the youngest. He was quick to take the pills and drown them with the water. Returning the glass to him, he sighed.

"What happened?" the youngest asked, worried eyes looking at him.

"I don't know. I just got a very sharp pain in my head. I was looking at the picture," he said, looking at the frame that did not break, back on the night stand. "Everything started spinning, it was weird," he said resting his head on Hoseok's chest.

Jimin sighed sitting next to him and putting his arms around him as well, "why don't you try resting. Hobi and I will stay home today, so if you need anything we are right outside that door," he offered him a smile.

"Don't you guys have work today?"

"You are more important right now than work," Hoseok added, hand automatically going to the top of his head and caressing it softly. "Jiminie is right, try resting. Don't think of anything. We are right outside, so we can come rushing back in if you need anything," he broke away from the hug and smiled at him, drying the leftover tears on his eyes. "Sleep."