When Jimin woke up in the middle of the night, he instantly started thinking about going to the emergency room. His stomach felt twisted like it never has been before and his legs and arms were cramped horribly. He turned over to his side and looked at the time, clutching his stomach with his hands. It was two thirteen in the morning.

Jimin closed his eyes tightly and bit on his bottom lip to refrain from crying. His knees bent up in a reflex from the pain, and he tossed and turned for ten more minutes. Jimin sat up but it only made the pain worse. His chest struck with pain and he felt puke rising in his throat. His mouth filled with salvia as he dashed out of his bedroom door.

He missed the bathroom light from the speed of his shaking body, and landed in front of the toilet just in time for a stream of vomit to come spewing out. He choked and coughed a few times, gagging on the dry heaves that followed. Before he knew it, the bathroom light flicked on.

Jimin raised his hand in a sign for his member to stop, but their hand wrapped comfortably around his and they sat down next to him. Jimin's face turned a darker shade of red and slapped his other hand over his mouth. A few tears escaped from both eyes.

"Jiminie don't hold it back, just breathe with me, you'll be okay." It was Jin, and his raspy voice revealed how exhausted he was after a long day of practice. Jimin felt emotionally horrible as well now, pulling Jin out of bed like he did. "Don't feel bad, try to relax. I'm here." Jin instructed as he placed Jimin's hand on his chest- which immediately clung tightly to his pajama shirt as he puked again. His body followed his tense hand, and Jin closed his eyes for a moment until he had the energy to brush Jimin's hair back for him; just in case.

More tears streamed down his face, his throat burning like pure lava. Jin rubbed his thumb gently over Jimin's knuckles, getting them to relax soon. "You'll be alright Jiminie, hyung's here." Jin assured, moving a bit closer to help Jimin feel better. Luckily the second time was the last for the night, and about an hour later Jimin had the strength to collapse against Jin's broad chest. Jin gently wrapped his arms around Jimin's shoulders, and reached for a skin-safe wipe for the area around his mouth. Jimin jerked away but Jin eventually got him to close his mouth to wash his face clean of any vomit and/or salvia.

Jin readjusted both of them so himself was leaning against the sink cabinets, to flush the toilet and give a brotherly kiss to Jimin's temple. The boy tried to clear his throat but he immediately winced in pain. "Here, I'll go get you some water." Jin offered, giving a tiny nudge to Jimin's back. Jimin sat up so Jin could go the kitchen for water.

However, water wasn't the only thing he received.

As he turned the corner and his hand wrapped around the refrigerator handle, hiding behind the kitchen island were Hoseok and Yoongi. Hoseok was on Yoongi's lap, their mouths both fighting the other's for dominance and their hands were roaming quickly over any skin they could get to. Surprisingly, they remained silent.

Jin froze. Not that he was phobic of the situation, just simply, shocked. Shocked that two of his members were strictly making out, but also to finally see Yoongi at the dorm. Today had made it day five since he (practically) locked himself in his studio.

When they separated for air Jin found himself hiding behind the island, back against the side out of their sight.

"Fuck, we need to talk about this-" "About what?" Yoongi interrupted Hoseok. Jin's eyes widened, Hoseok didn't seem to curse often.

"Oh, I don't know, the fact that you've been hiding for three plus days, not contacting anyone and when you randomly show up you pull me down and start grinding on my lap?" Hoseok whispered. Jin could hear the sound of clothes sliding against skin and his cheeks blushed a dark pink. "Just forget it for now, we can talk after." Yoongi scoffed, his voice quiet. "Plus the fact it is two in the morning- someone just went to the bathroom, we could get caught and I'm not ready to tell them yet." It sounded like Hoseok grabbed Yoongi's hand, possibly stopping him from grabbing or touching something.

"They can't see us from the bathroom, Hoseok. Now shut up and kiss me." Yoongi said the final words that made Jin spring up and rush back to the bathroom, his legs shaking.

However, he slipped and fell on his side after he grazed the corner of the counter, making a loud bang as he hit the floor. 'Oh, shit.'

Jin locked eyes with an embarrassed Hoseok, and from his peripherals he could see Yoongi rushing to put his shirt back on. He scrambled to get up and go back to Jimin, and he could hear Hoseok also rushing to stop him. "Wait, Jin Hyung." Hoseok's hand brushed against Jin's arm but Jin was quicker and he slammed the bathroom door shut before he could stop him.

"What's wrong?" Jimin croaked out from the floor, and Jin cursed again in his head. He meant to get water for the sick boy, and now he could barely move because he didn't know what to do. "I-I um, n-nothing," Nothing had ever sounded more than a lie than that. "I uh- I got you a cup, f-for water." Jin reached for the faucet and grabbed a cup that had been on the counter the entire time.

Jimin gripped the sink to help himself up on to his feet. "But, Jiminie, you throwing up so much recently is really concerning me. I think your doctor needs to do some more tests, I don't think this is just a sickness." Jin told him, while he handed him a cup of warm water. Jimin wanted to comaplin but his throat wasn't in the shape to do so. He took small sips, until the bathroom door opened, revealing Hoseok.

"Oh, shit." He cursed when he made eye-contact with Jimin. Jimin nearly choked on his water. "Hoseok, I didn't see anything- I don't care, you do you, I'm not judging." Jin immediately blabbered out, backing up a bit. Jimin massaged the bottom of his throat from the soreness, wondering what they were talking about.

"Can you, just- hear me out. It isn't what you think." Hoseok shook his head but Jin laughed nervously. "Yoongi-ya making out with you on your lap is pretty self-explanatory."

And Jimin's eyes practically bulged out of his skull, especially when Yoongi appeared around the corner. "Hyung!" Hoseok whined and hit Jin in the shoulder, glancing at Jimin. "Oh, sorry- he got sick and I heard him getting sick, that's the only reason we're up." Jin quickly explained as he rubbed his shoulder.

"Look, I'm just, I wasn't ready to talk to anyone about it, but I guess I have to-" "No, it's okay, really. I don't really care, just don't let it interfere with our work, or whatever." Jin interrupted. "As if." Yoongi scoffed from behind Hoseok. He was sort of hiding behind the doorframe.

"Listen, we aren't even going to talk about you right now, mister." Jin leaned to look at Yoongi. "Don't talk to me like I'm fourteen." Yoongi shook his head at Jin, glaring at him. "It's hard not to when you act like one, disappearing and not answering anyone for days. All we wanted was to see you-" "I texted, that's proof I'm alive; what more do you want? I don't like people." Yoongi crossed his arms across his chest, sighing. "But still- you tweeted, you didn't text or answer any of us. It- look, it doesn't matter what you did, but you could've at least stopped by for food, or a change of clothes." Jin told him, while Hoseok awkwardly stepped aside.

"The building has food. It's called a burn out if you're that damn nosey- you probably wouldn't know what it is anyway." Yoongi shrugged his shoulders. "What is that supposed to mean?" Jin asked, sass finally making itself known in his voice. Yoongi turned and tried to walk away from the situation, but Jin just stormed past Hoseok and grabbed Yoongi's arm. "What is that supposed to mean, huh?" Jin repeated. "Let go." Yoongi jerked his arm away but Jin's grip increased. "Why didn't you tell us where you were, or- if something was wrong, why don't you ever say it? Why do you always keep it to yourself?" Jin asked.

"That's just me, okay, now don't touch me." Yoongi freed his arm from Jin, finally, as he took a step back. "And why don't you like being touched-" "Quit it!" Yoongi raised his voice at Jin, unknowingly waking up Jungkook and Namjoon.

"Don't raise your voice-" "Then don't treat me like a fucking child." Yoongi cut him off. Hoseok stepped between them. "Guys, cut it out. You're both cranky, just stop." He shook his head and looked at Yoongi and Jin. Jimin rubbed his stomach and turned the bathroom light off, trying to escape back to his room...

"Okay, fine." Yoongi spun around away from Jin, groaning in frustration. "Don't you see how childish he's acting, Hoseok?" Jin scoffed at the attitude. "One: don't bring me into this. Two: he isn't childish, and I told you to cut it out." Hoseok explained. "Childish?" Yoongi chuckled.

"What's going on?" Namjoon yawned as he tried seeing through the dark living room. Jimin was leaning against the door frame of the bathroom with tears in his eyes, and Hoseok was between a frustrated Jin and a smirking Yoongi. "Nothing- you know what, nothing." Jin gave up and walked away. He tried to slip past Namjoon but his leader stopped him. "No, what's happening?" He repeated, slower. Jin took a deep breath. "Nothing, it's fine." He hid his face in his hands. "Hoseok's right, I'm just cranky and sleepy."

Jimin felt nausea stir back in his stomach, and his knees gave out for a split second, then he caught himself from falling.

"Let's just go back to sleep, and talk about this in the morning, okay?" Namjoon suggested, rubbing Jin's shoulder. "Alright, fine." Jin brushed his hand off and went back in to the bedroom they all shared.

"Jiminie, are you alright?" He asked as Yoongi and Hoseok followed. Jimin closed his eyes, then nodded- like he was unsure. "Did you get sick again?" Namjoon went over and put an arm around Jimin, and his skin was burning like he had a fever. "Jin hyung helped me, I'm fine." Jimin shook his head and smiled at Namjoon. "But, you-" It wasn't worth anything, after Jimin had started to walk away Namjoon gave up.

"Aish..." Namjoon turned all of the lights out and went back to his bunk bed, collapsing down after making sure everyone else was where they were supposed to be.