Taehyung woke up first, as he mostly did, and looked beside him to see Jungkook sleeping while facing the other side, which was not really unusual but happened quite rarely. He checked the clock on the nightstand and saw he still had one hour before he should actually start getting ready for the office.

Not wanting to miss this chance, he pressed himself closer to Jungkook and back-hugged the boy, keeping one arm around his waist, tangling his legs between the boy's, and keeping his face in the crook of Jungkook's neck, sniffing the boy's usual vanilla scent. But something felt wrong.

Jungkook was a deep sleeper, but he'd react to touches while sleeping, to Tae's touch specifically, but shrugging off thinking he's into a deep slumber since he went to sleep late, Tae simply kept hugging the boy the way he did, finding him it both peaceful and loving.

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Tae came out of the washroom, wearing khaki color pants, and was about to wear his shirt when he saw Jungkook, sitting, with hair disheveled, falling on the boy's face, a small pout, puffy cheeks, and holding the sheets and pillows in a way, Jungkook looked like someone wrapped his sitting and yet half-sleeping figure that way.

TAE- Aigo, look at this bobaball of mine.

He shook his head and pulled on his shirt, was about to do the buttons when Jungkook open his eyes slightly, looked up, and made grabby hands.

Tae chuckled to himself, and walked over to the boy, pulling him up, and bringing him to a koala hug, something that Jungkook wanted/needed every morning.

They remained like that, except for the fact that Tae moved around the room to get his trench coat, noticing how it had gotten chilly in one night, even though yesterday was cloudy.

He felt Jungkook trying to stick up to him more,

JUNGKOOK- Cwold.

Tae increased the room's temperature and went over to get Jungkook to brush his teeth and take a bath.

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Jungkook was sitting dressed in a warm thick hoodie that reached till his mid-thighs, the color of khaki, and was wearing skinny jogger-type black pants, with socks covering his feet, as he moved his feet fingers and giggled to himself.

Tae combed his hair, picked up his trench coat, with one arm, and walked over to Jungkook who was sitting at the corner of the bed, forwarding his hand which the boy held and got up, passing over his bunny smile.

Tae pinched the boy's cheeks and together they went out, down the stairs to the living room, where Jungkook jumped on the couch and put his head on Namjoon's lap who kissed his forehead and patted his head, as he was reading the newspaper, unlikely of him too.

Tae shook his head, feeling possessive, but he ignored it, knowing it was his Hyung only and no one else.

You can't complain.

JIN- *walking out of the kitchen* Who messed up my kitchen last night?!

Jungkook widened his eyes and smiled nervously at Namjoon who was looking at him, with an expression that said, -why-would-you-do-that. Jungkook passed back an -I'm-sorry-but-jiminie-hyung's-fault look.

Jin came to them, standing with a knowing gaze and looking at Jungkook who sat up and looked up at him with doe eyes trying to melt him...

...you think Jin can me melted...?

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JIN- Aigo, my baby, don't worry, okie? But next time, call me too, when you plan on eating ice cream late at night, we'll enjoy ourselves together~

Namjoon gave a -am-i-the-only-one-who-ends-up-suffering-look, to Suga, Hoseok, and Tae who shrugged and got busy with what they were doing, while Jimin and Jungkook giggled.

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Tae had gone to his office, reluctantly leaving Jungkook with Jin and Jimin, both of whom were staying at home. It had felt like literally separating a pair of Romeo and Juliet.

Never mind, it was peaceful in the living room right now, like Jin, Jimin and Jungkook sipped on orange juice.

They were watching a comedy show, when Jungkook felt something odd like his throat burned as he gulped a sip of juice and he felt himself feeling a bit hotter than usual even though it was all fine since morning and the rest were wearing warm enough clothes too.

He tried to shrug off the feeling, KEYWORD- TRIED.

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Jungkook had come to take a leak when he felt his head beginning to ache. This wasn't the ache of when his little side wanted to come out, no, something else.

Finally, as he washed his hands and looked at himself in the mirror, he saw his eyes getting reddish and felt his vision blurry and that's when he knew he needed to tell to someone,

...he was not alright.