The party of 7 arrive at the cinema and grab their tickets and snacks before entering. They sit in the order: Jimin, Jungkook, Yoongi, Tae, RM, J-Hope, Jin.
About 20 minutes into the film Yoongi feels long bony fingers intertwine with his own and looks to his left at the taller boy. Yoongi is wearing a dusty blush on his cheeks as he looks back down at their hands that are now completely stuck together and Jungkook rubs over his knuckles with his thumb softly. However, the sensation disappears quickly as when Yoongi peers over at the tall boy again he notices his other hand on Jimin's thigh, grazing over it back and forth. He sighs in defeat and releases his hand aggressively stuffing it in his pocket. He can feel Jungkook practically glaring at the side of his head but he doesn't move at all, not wanting to face him right now especially not with the slight tears forming in his eyes.
The film continues anyway until Yoongi suddenly feels the urge to... Be sick? He gets up quickly ignoring his surroundings and rushes out to the bathroom. Taehyung immediately leaps up to chase after him. Ever since their friendship had gotten stronger, Tae had become rather overprotective over the older and always wanted to know if he was okay so watching Yoongi dart out the room without context like that, worries him sick. He enters the bathroom and knocks on the locked cubicle.
'Can I come in..?'
'T-taehyu-' suga is cut off by his own throwing up.
Taehyung flinches at the sound and wrinkles his nose. Sure, he wasn't a big fan of sickness and throwing up, I mean who is? But he couldn't care less about that. He waits to hear the door unlock and sees the smaller boy shaking and crying. He rushes down to comfort him and rubs his back as he continues to throw up.
He can feel his frail body trembling and shivering every time he belched. This went on for a good 10 minutes until Yoongi was able to sit up away from the toilet feeling a bit better.'What... What happened just now?' Taehyung wipes the other's tears.
'I-i don't know.... I'm scared. I never get sick. I haven't thrown up since I was 12 taehyung! I- maybe I ate something that I'm allergic to? But even then, I've never gotten sick from allergies. I'm scared tae!' Yoongi cries realising the state of himself. What was going on with his body?
'I... Look, me and RM are going to keep an eye on you for the next week or two, okay? I'm here for you alright... WE'RE here for you. See how you are and if this... Happens again, we will take you to see specialist help. We won't let you get worse, I promise' and Taehyung comforts him until the film is over.They wait for the others to come out the cinema and Yoongi just stands with his coat zipped right up to his chin, hood up looking down.
'Where were you two? You missed the best bit too!' Jin pouts looking at the two. Yoongi smiles weakly and Tae just grabs his hand leading him towards RM who is just leaving the cinema with Jungkook and Jimin.
Tae runs up towards RM and whispers something into his ear. Yoongi stays where he is and can only focus on the other two with their hands linked. He couldn't help but realise how Jimin and Jungkook always looked like a couple without him or even with him. People would mistake him for the third Wheeler to them two. He frowns and wipes his eyes before turning his head to face RM and Tae. RM now has a worried expression. Tae must've told him, I assume, Yoongi thinks to himself. They run up to him and one on both of his sides, link arms with him. He smiles.'Sure, Jungkook can act shitty with me but at least I've got incredible friends.'
And with that he strides away catching Jungkook staring blankly at the three of them before they turn to catch up with Jin and J-Hope who are still crazily fan girling over the film.
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My Perfect Distraction Pt.2 [Yoonkook]
FanfictionSo, as you can see from the title, unless if you can't read.. but if you can't read, why are you on an app for reading.. wait what, okay anyways uhmm what was I saying? RIGHT, so as you can see, this is part 2 to my original part 1 story, no shit Sh...