"W-What?" Taehyung asked, gulping. "I said, are you okay?" Jungkook gave a questionable look as he placed his hand on Taehyung's head. "Damn.. you're burning up." Jungkook worriedly spoke. Meanwhile, Taehyung felt just a bit gross. "Bucket! Bucket!" Taehyung called out. Jungkook's eyes widened as he grabbed the popcorn bowl nearby and looked away as he let Taehyung release the fluids.

After so, Jungkook cleaned up for the nth time and was placing a wet rag over Taehyung's forehead. "I'm hot Jungkook!" The boy complained. "You sure are." Jungkook complimented. "Shut up." Taehyung groaned. Jungkook only smiled as he got up and went check on the chicken noodle soup. He wasn't the greatest cook but his aunt always made him cook chicken noodle soup for her when she was sick.

Once that was done, Jungkook went to the living room and sat down next to the couch. "Come." The boy looked at Taehyung who groaned once more. Taehyung sat up just a bit and opened his mouth.
Jungkook would blow at the food before he served it too Taehyung, forcing the boy to eat until Taehyung was about to cry. "Stop Jungkook-ah~" he whined, pushing the soup away.

Jungkook sighed, placing the soup aside and looking at Taehyung. "Do you want anything?" Jungkook asked, pushing his hair back. "Sleep." Taehyung mumbled as he put his arm over his head and looked the other way, getting comfortable. Jungkook nodded as he got up and looked at the apartment. The boy wiped his forehead, feeling like some maid. The boy grabbed his jacket and was ready to leave but then he heard Taehyung cough and groan.

Jungkook put his jacket down, covering Taehyung up with a blanket before he sat down next to the couch Taehyung was on and turned the tv on.

By the time Taehyung woke up, it was nine at night. The boy looked around the room, his body very sweaty. He felt as if he slept for years, not knowing where he was or what year it was. "Jungkook?" Taehyung called out. Once Taehyung heard no response, he sighed and got up from the couch but was grabbed. "Ah!" Taehyung screamed but Jungkook calmed him down. "Shh, I was in the bathroom. What do you want? I'll get it for you. Just lay back down." Jungkook helped Taehyung lay back down.

Taehyung looked at Jungkook. "I want u-uhm.. water and a f-fan." The boy spoke. "And tissues.. please.." Taehyung gave a smile. Jungkook was quick to nod and go get what Taehyung needed. Taehyung sat up, enjoying the breeze as he drank his water and shut his eyes, still feeling quite tired. Jungkook then checked Taehyung's temperature. "Get that stick dick away from me!" Taehyung fought Jungkook.

"I will shove this up your ass Taehyung calm the fuck down." Jungkook pinned the boy. Taehyung only whined and looked away, letting Jungkook do so. "I think it came down. Just a little though. Hopefully it's just a twenty four hour cold." Jungkook got up and went to wash his hands. Though when he came back, Taehyung was already asleep.

The boy shook his head, looking at the time before he carefully picked up Taehyung and went place him in his shared room with Yoongi's. The boy covered up Taehyung and placed another wet rag on his forehead. "I'll see you around." Jungkook mumbled before he left the room and then the apartment, making sure he locked it before he left and slid the key under the door afterwards.

Just as he did so, he noticed the black haired boy known as Yoongi walking towards the apartment. The boy had the urge to tell Yoongi that Taehyung was sick but it wasn't his place. The boy cleared his throat and left the building.

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Meanwhile, Taehyung was being undressed by Yoongi. The boy didn't even try fight back, he was so tired. So fucking tired. The next thing he knew was his legs were being pulled apart and a stinging pain of being stretched was felt. "Y-Yoongi-ah.." Taehyung placed his hands on Yoongi's shoulders.

Yoongi looked down at the beautiful boy beneath him. Maybe Yoongi did have an addiction to having sex too, but he would never admit it. He just simply liked how tight Taehyung was. That was his body to use anyways. His body and no one elses. Screwing his eyes shut and keeping quiet, Taehyung hoped it would be over quickly.

Though Yoongi didn't care. The boy hurried his pace, groaning lightly as his forehead relaxed on Taehyung's shoulder, the two boys moaning. This night, Yoongi wasn't as rough but he surely wasn't taking it slow either. A slur of 'Yoongi, it hurts' came from Taehyung's mouth. Yoongi got super annoyed, grabbing Taehyung's chin and holding onto it tightly as he placed his lips against Taehyung's. Yoongi pushed his tongue passed Taehyung's lips, his pace a little sloppy but still hitting Taehyung's buddle of nerves.

Within minutes, the two boys were breathing harshly. Yoongi slowly pulling out and watching his liquid milk out of Taehyung's ass with a satisfying smile. Taehyung closed his eyes, yet again he was feeling grosser than ever but he knew if he got up, he'd puke all over the floor. Yoongi laid down, pulling his underwear on and rolling onto his side, kissing Taehyung's neck a couple times before he wrapped an arm around Taehyung and pulled him close. Little did Yoongi know, Taehyung was silently crying.

Jungkook walked into his room, undressing until he was left in his grey joggers. The boy laid down and ran his hands through his own hair. Not much ran through his mind. He seemed to be worry free for once since he met Taehyung. The boy smiled and turned onto his side, opening up his phone to see a bunch of messages from Jimin. The boy rolled his eyes, deleting the messages and looking at his other social media.

Like after like, picture after picture, the boy found himself drifting off. For once, he felt as if he was a normal boy. As if he had no worries. The boy sighed before he soon began to fall into a deep sleep.

Oh how he was so wrong.