章節 12: CHAPTER 10
The black hair male embraces Taehyung's waist, pulling him closer. Taehyung rests his hands behind his neck, trying not to move a lot in Yoongi's lap.
"Taehyung," He pecks his lips. "If Jungkook appears we're dead men." Yoongi kisses him again.
"Then stop kissing me." Taehyung pecks his lips and bites his lower lip, softly.
"Mm-hmm. That's what I'm doing." He kisses him once again and Taehyung hums.
"Stop teasing me." He giggles. "Can we go to the bathroom? I know what you did with Hobi in there."
Yoongi smiles, caressing his back. "I didn't fuck him in the bathroom. He just slept in my lap, he felt really guilty."
Taehyung pouts and Yoongi kisses him again.
"Did you sleep?"
Yoongi shakes his head. "I'll sleep later in one of the sofas."
Taehyung cups his cheeks and kisses him again. A doctor calling for Seokjin's family interrupts their tender kiss. Yoongi doesn't let Taehyung fall to the floor, keeping his hands on his waist when he stands up.
"Is Seokjin alive?" Yoongi asks, out of breath.
The same doctor as before chuckles. "Yes, he is. We moved him to the VIP section, one of you requested the room for him."
"Yeah, Namjoon probably did." Taehyung smiles. "Can we see him now? Is he awake?"
"You can go see him, but he still sleeps. We believe he'll wake up tomorrow."
Yoongi nods.
"Thank you so much, doctor. You're the best. Yoonie, let's go tell the others!"
* * *
"I needed this fucking shower so much." Yoongi rubs his hair with the towel. "Hobi, wanna go next?"
"Does anyone need to take a shower? I can wait."
He looks around, but the only one who speaks his mind is Taehyung.
"Why can't we take a shower together like we used to? We'll go faster." He crosses his arms against his chest, a big pout decorating his face.
Hoseok eyes widen, his attention directly towards Jungkook. Said male keeps drinking his banana milk, head down.
"I don't know if that's a good idea, Taetae. . ." Jimin scratches his arm.
"It actually is. We did that a lot in the camp I stayed for two years." Jungkook comments, before taking another sip.
"Oh—really?" Jimin giggles, trying to hide his awkwardness. He can't catch us, he can't catch us.
"Hobi, let's go. Jiminie, do you want to come as well?"
The blonde male shakes his head. "I want to stay more time with Jin hyung."
"Jimin, he won't go away. You don't need to worry." Yoongi reassures him, placing his hand on his shoulder.
"I know—still. I'll take a shower after Jungkook."
"Or we can shower together." Jungkook blurs out, without thinking twice.
Oh, he wishes he did. Taehyung and Yoongi's eyes almost drip fire. Holy moly, here we go again.
"You won't take a shower with him now, not in the near future. Understood?" Yoongi states, his lips forming a fine line.
Jungkook smirks. In the first month, he learnt he enjoys annoying Yoongi on purpose more than by accident.
"Not everyone can understand my jokes, I'll write your name on the list."
"We don't need your jokes. Stay away from my Chimmy." Taehyung gets up from the sofa and grabs Jimin's by his wrist. "You can stare at Seokjin later, now come and take a shower with us."
"Mmm, may I ask what is all this about?" Hoseok frowns, completely unaware of the mess involving these four.
Taehyung doesn't answer him and grabs his wrist as well, closing the bathroom door behind them.
Yoongi keeps staring at Jungkook and the youngest completely ignores him. He keeps taking small sips, his eyes focused on Namjoon sleeping on the other sofa.
* * *
The doctor didn't lie. Seokjin wakes up around noon the next day, confused and with a small headache. The doctors request the boys to leave the room for a few minutes—that's the least they can do after practically living in the hospital. Namjoon explained their problem, without forgetting to embellish the story. Namjoon promised they would find a place to stay today.
The check up only lasts ten minutes. The boys run inside the room the moment the nurses leave.
"How are you feeling? Does it hurt? Do you need anything? Can I bring you water? If you're hungry, we can ask the doctors to bring your lunch sooner. Do you want me to relocate your pillow again?" Jimin bombards Seokjin with different questions, only winning a smile as an answer.
"I'm fine, you don't need to worry angel."
"We thought you would die. You scared us so much, hyung." Taehyung says, grabbing his hand. "Don't get shot never again."
"I'll try my best." He giggles.
"Guys, he needs to rest. Stop annoying him." Yoongi says, without raising his voice. He sits on the end of the bed. "We need to talk about what we're gonna do now. Did you choose a hotel yesterday?"
Seokjin raises his eyebrows. "What hotel? What did I miss?"
"We won't come back to Seoul until we catch the bastards that almost killed you, Jin." Namjoon says, clenching his jaw. "The victims in the hotel are one thing, but messing with my family is another. I want them dead."
Seokjin holds Namjoon thumb with his fingers.
Jungkook hums. "How would you describe the word family? More than friends, you actually look like—"
"JK, don't be stupid and keep your comments to yourself." Yoongi cuts him.
Jungkook raises his hands in defence. "Sorry if saying you look like real brothers offends you. Holly molly, how more sensitive can you all get?" He rises from his seat in a corner of the sofa. "I'm gonna take a walk, this place suffocates me."
He leaves the room and the boys stay quiet for a moment.
"Yoongs, I think you offended him." Hoseok says. "Can you all be a bit nicer to him? He let us use his phone and, for what Namjoon told me, he stayed all night with you. . . He isn't a bad guy."
Taehyung scoffs. "I can't believe you're defending him."
"I'm not defending him. He didn't do anything to us—apart from the mean comments the first day. True, he keeps judging us—me the most—but he doesn't have bad intentions. He's just. . . a lonely boy with a good heart. Who knows, maybe he never had friends. Oh my god, I just found the reason why his socializing skills don't work!"
"He can't suck at socializing if he doesn't even try. He thinks he's better than us for what?" Yoongi scoffs, shaking his head. "He can just go back from where he came from. I still think we don't need him."
"But we did yesterday." Namjoon reminds him.
"He's a meanie nasty boy. I bet he'll try to touch my Chimmy when he gets a chance." Taehyung whines.
Namjoon rubs his face with his hands, still sleep deprived. "Taehyung, we talked about this. Do you remember what I told you?"
"He doesn't even like boys!" Hoseok fights back. "The only ones who have this weird obsession are you and Yoongi. Why? I've no idea. The rest of us don't think he wants to do anything sexually with Jimin. Can't you see that he needs help? He reminds me of us when we joined this life."
"You only believe that because you didn't notice how he stared at him the first day. He looked at my little calico cat as if he was a fucking meal." Yoongi growls.
"He doesn't make me uncomfortable, I just feel. . . observed." Jimin cautiously says.
"Guys, can you please stop yelling at each other for me? My head and shoulder ache. By the way, am I really the only one who finds this discussion ridiculous?" Seokjin calmly asks, moving his head to look at Taehyung and Yoongi.
"And why do you keep telling us you're fine, if you actually aren't?" Taehyung snaps, clenching his fists. "You always do that and then you complain."
"Taehyung, he got shot. He didn't do anything to you, he genuinely asked what we thought." Namjoon defends him, trying to keep his serenity.
Taehyung frowns. "You only say this because he's your favourite. You would rather choose him than any of us! Just because he was your first boyfriend you love him more?"
"I love you all equally, Tae. We all love each other equally, that's what our relationship is about. No one loves anyone more." He bites his lips, his heart falling off his chest.
Taehyung sighs, heavily.
"Taehyung, you're losing it." Hoseok warns him. "Take a deep breath and talk normally to us."
"Taehyung, if you can't talk to us like a decent human being, please go outside for a few minutes. You're clearly not in your right state of mind right now, you need to calm down first." Namjoon says calmly, but firmly.
"Why?" Taehyung stands up. "Why we always have to do what you say? Why don't we never have a say on anything? You're not our leader right now, so stop fucking acting like one."
Taehyung rarely curses and Jimin lets out a silent gasp. When Taehyung starts cursing, everything can go wrong.
"Taehyung, control your words. If you can't talk to us right now, leave for a few minutes and then come back. I say it as your boyfriend, not your leader." Namjoon repeats, keeping his voice serene.
"You're not anyone to tell me what to do. Maybe you've forgotten, but the mission ended hours ago. We're in a hospital right now and you aren't in charge, as much as it hurts your stupid leader's pride."
Namjoon holds his stare, neither of them saying a word. He understands what Taehyung went through, he understands sometimes he explodes, spilling unconscious venom towards the people he loves. He understands it, but when Taehyung crosses the line, he pushes him back.
"Okay, okay. Tae, watch your tone. Don't say things you'll regret later." Yoongi reminds him, also getting up.
"You're not the best one here to give me advice. Are you, Yoongi?" He smiles, ironically.
"Kim Taehyung." Seokjin says, sternly. "What in the tannies world happened while I was unconscious? What are you even arguing about? Jungkook?"
"So you are also defending that piece of trash?"
"Taehyung, stop." Hoseok says. "Take a deep breath and remember who you're talking to. We're not the enemy."
"Don't talk to me, traitor."
Hoseok holds his breath for a moment. He realises Taehyung isn't the one speaking right now, but it still hurts him. After all they went through, any word describes Hoseok better than this.
"Traitor? You're calling me a traitor for accepting Jungkook as a member of our team? You definitely don't know what you're saying right now, Taehyung. Talk to me when you come back to your senses."
Hoseok lowers his head and stares at his feet. He bites his lip, trying to hold on a sob. Taehyung and Hoseok never seriously argued before, the younger boy has never called him anything but sweet nicknames.
"Taehyung, that's enough." Namjoon raises his voice. "You're hurting us and you're hurting yourself. The best you can do now is rest, your body craves sleep. Please, do that for yourself."
Taehyung tilts his head. "Maybe Jimin was right. Maybe we should fucking end all of this. You chose Jungkook, over us. Whatever our relationship has become since he joined our lives, I'm done with it. For me it's over."
"Taetae, can you at least talk to me?" Jimin approaches him, tears forming in his eyes. "Let's - let's n - not take impulsive d - decisions. We - we can find another way." Jimin takes a deep breath to stop his stutter. "Do you remember what you told me? Namjoon would never let us break up, as long as he could control the situation. You don't want to do this, Tae Bear. You love us just as much as we love you. You're my best friend."
Taehyung's dark cold eyes stare at Jimin's shacking soul. The words his boyfriend and best friend said doesn't reach his abused heart.
"Stay away from me. All of you."
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