Calling | OT7

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"Should we wake him up?"

"I don't know. His temperature hasn't gotten any better... Should we take him to the medical center?"

Jimin and Taehyung both glance at the male who was still fast asleep on the bed despite it being noon on a brand new day. Taehyung is quick to dismiss the idea of sending the sleeping male to the medical center, and Jimin can't help but feel a little happy about that. Now that this other soulmate was in their life (whom they still didn't even know the name of), Jimin can already see that- finally- Taehyung's protective walls are being broken down a little bit. It was already beginning to get exhausting constantly needing to reassure the other that the entire world wasn't against them.

Jimin takes Taehyung's hand gently, beginning to tug the other away from the bed and towards the wall. He caresses Taehyung's hand and looks up at the other, his eyes staring into Taehyung's confused ones. Taehyung slowly brings his hand up to Jimin's cheek caressing the soft flesh and lets out a low breath.

"How do you feel?" Jimin asks softly, and for a long moment doesn't respond. Like he doesn't know how to. But Jimin is patient. He doesn't force a response out of Taehyung but instead waits. And even if Taehyung wasn't comfortable with speaking what's on his mind, jimin wouldn't press it.

Okay, he might press a little bit.

"I'm... I'm fine." Taehyung says, his eyes averting from the other male in an almost shy manner. Jimin sets his hand on the other's cheek, running his thumb over the skin before making Taehyung look at him.

"Just fine?" Jimin asks, his voice soft and not pressing in any negative manner. And even with that tone, Taehyung just can't bring himself to lie to the other. So he lets out a sigh, letting his head drop into Jimin's shoulder, who holds him close.

"N-no, hyung." Taehyung utters, allowing Jimin's small hands rub circles into his back. "Everything is just so... confusing. I hate it." Taehyung utters, and Jimin can feel the overwhelming emotion from Taehyung. And honestly, Jimin can agree. From the shady resort to the new discovery of a third soulmate, things were a little too much to comprehend. Jimin is impressed though. Taehyung is taking this extremely well. They both are. Never before had there been a triangle of three soulmates in recorded history, so its a lot to take in. Although, Jimin was worried if Taehyung hated the male on their bed or the fact that he's their soulmate as well.

"We'll get through his okay?" Jimin reassures, the taller male beginning to tremble in his arms. "You, me, and-" Jimin pauses. "And him."

As if on cue, there's a shuffling on the bed, and the drunken male who had thrown up earlier (unfortunately, Taehyung had to clean it up because Jimin does not do well with vomit) sits up. Immediately, his hand shoots up and grips his skull, a clear hangover taking over his mind right now. In perfect sync, Taehyung rushes to grab a water bottle from the fridge and Jimin looks through a few cabinets to find some Advil.

"Where-?" The male starts, then pausing when both Jimin and Taehyung hand him the medicine and water. He stares wide-eyed, blinking twice at the other before Jimin giggles.

"Here. We'll explain once the pain dies down."

Without much more thought, the male on the bed takes their advice.

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"Well Hoseok, I'm Jimin." Jimin points to himself. "And he is Taehyung." Jimin then points to Taehyung, who rests on the opposing wall with his arms crossed and an unreadable look on his face. Hoseok adjusts himself, clearly uncomfortable with the death stare that Taehyung was shooting him. Hoseok looks back to the pink-haired male, feeling comfort in his gentle gaze. The other was still smiling though, and Hoseok tilts his head. When he glances over to Taehyung, the other- albeit barely- also had a small smirk on his face. He swallows hard.