"Namjoon? Namjoon?" Taehyung called turning off the faucet.

He waited a few seconds and instantly became impatient. He sighed heading to the door, but just then it opened up.

"Are you okay?" Jungkook peeked.

"Umm where's Namjoon?"

"He's still not home."

"What? It's past five."

"He works late today remember?"

Taehyung groaned. Jungkook was right. He was so out of it he couldn't even keep track of the days.

"Can I help you? Do you need to use the bathroom?"

"No." He mumbled embarrassed.

"Whatever you need I'll be glad to help you."

"I need to shower okay? And Namjoon helps me do that."

Jungkook nodded. No wonder the bathtub was filled with water. "If you want..."

"No. That's so embarrassing." He said with a red face.

"Why? I'm only going to do it to help you. I don't even have to look at you. I'll close my eyes the whole time."

Taehyung looked at the bathtub for a brief second. He wanted to decline his offer and stand his ground, but he really needed a bath.

"Fine. You can't look unless I tell you to."

Jungkook grinned getting inside the bathroom. He closed the door and made sure to lock it before forgetting.

"Okay. First we have take off your clothes."

"You have to close your eyes." He repeated mortified.

"Okay. They're closed." He told. Taehyung slowly raised his hands so he could pull his shirt off.

Jungkook did fine without seeing. He could hear his breathing and make out where he was sitting.

"Okay now your pants—"

"I'll unbuckle and bring them down as much as I can. Then you pull it the rest of it down okay? Still keep your eyes closed!"

"Okay. Understood." He waited patiently for him. He could hear his labored breathing and knew this was difficult for him.

"Alright." He whispered a bit out of breath. Jungkook reached over and grabbed his pants pulling off.

"You're keeping your underwear?" He wondered once he didn't feel them.

"Yeah." He mumbled shyly.

"That's totally okay. So, to put you in there I actually have to open my eyes. I promise I won't look at you directly."

Taehyung's heart raced taking a shaky breath. Then finally responded. "Okay." That's all he could really say.

Jungkook opened both eyes and avoided making eye contact. He reached down and picked up him up in his arms with no problem.

Taehyung kept looking down at the floor his blush deepening. Jungkook gently put him down in the water.

"Do you need me to help you wash?" He asked while looking up at the ceiling.

"I'm okay." 

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Jungkook. I'm sure. I'm not stupid okay? I know how to wash my hair."

"I-I'm sorry. I was just trying to help. I'll excuse myself and give you space." He softly said standing up.

Taehyung bit the inside of his lip feeling guilty for snapping. He couldn't help it. He just felt angry all the time.

Angry with himself.

So he took it out on others.

"Jungkook wait..."

He stopped midway waiting for him to say something else. "You can look at me." He whispered.

He slowly turned to face him. He looked so innocently beautiful sitting in the tub. "I'm sorry for being mean. Sometimes I don't know how to control my anger. I'm just mad at the world." He quietly told looking down at his thighs.

Jungkook kneeled next to him reaching over to run his fingers through his hair. "It's okay. You're going through so much. It's okay for you to feel this way. No one knows how bad it is except yourself. I understand."

"Thank you. You're one of the few ones that make me feel...okay."

"Good. Now can I please wash this amazing blue hair of yours?" He asked fascinated.

"Uhh...sure." He mumbled his nerves getting worse. Having Jungkook so close to him just did things to him he couldn't put to words.

He kept still admiring his perfectly structured face as he washed his hair. Suddenly, he started singing softly under his breath.

"It's all for you...everything I do," he begun carefully rubbing his scalp. "I tell you all the time...heaven is a place on earth with yo...what's the matter?" He added once he realized Taehyung staring.

"You have a pretty voice that's all. Where did you hear that song?"

"On the radio. I have it stuck on my head. It's such a beautiful song isn't it?"

Taehyung nodded. Had he been singing that song for him? Was he trying to tell him something?

"I'm going to wash the soap off okay?"

He nodded yet again. Jungkook grabbed a bowl and rinsed his hair. Taehyung kept his eyes closed feeling the warm water down his face.

Jungkook wiped his eyes when he was finished. "Looks lovely." He smiled. Taehyung kept staring with love eyes. How could he not when Jungkook was such an angel?

Taehyung's mind started racing and without second doubting himself he leaned over. Then pressed his lips against his.

Jungkook's eyes widen. He was unsure of what to do. Taehyung pulled away his heart fluttering.

"Taehyung?" Namjoon called from afar.

"Do you...want me to get him?" Jungkook asked quietly.

"Yeah." He whispered.

"Okay. I will make you some dinner meanwhile. Does that sound good?"

"Sounds perfect."

Jungkook got up and walked away confused. Taehyung on the other hand couldn't contain his smile. He put his fingers on his lips and just smiled.

He thought the butterflies in his stomach were dead. But Jungkook made every butterfly within him want to live again.

•••

Jimin woke up sweating and breathing heavily. It took him a few seconds to realize he was in his bed and not in some dark forest like he thought.

The nauseous feeling in his gut was more than sickness. It was fear.  Pure fear. What a horrible thing to feel.

"Yoongi?" He whispered, but he was nowhere close. He was in his room peacefully sleeping. Well, because he could hear him.

The feeling in his gut got worse. He got out of bed and tiptoed to Yoongi's room. He started by walking, but as he kept going down the hallway he freaked out ending up sprinting.

When he got to Yoongi's room he quietly approached his bed. "Yoongi?" He whispered terrified.

He didn't even flinch and kept sound fully sleeping. "Yoongi?" He shakily repeated poking his cheek.

This time he turned and started opening his eyes. Maybe it was the noise from Jimin running down the hall and then the poking that woke him up.

"Jimin? What's wrong?" He asked turning on the lamp.

His face was flushed and forehead sweating. "I-I saw a vision. I think. I don't know." He started panicky.

"Vision? Huh? Here get on the bed." He said scooting over. Jimin gladly did so getting under the covers.

"I decided to put myself to sleep because I was bored. Then I saw a vision of me in a forest. I was running away from something. I don't know what and I felt like I was going to die. I felt it. I-I-" he stuttered as a tear rolled down his cheek.

He touched his face alarmed. "I'm melting! It's happening! I'm dying! Do something about it human!"

Yoongi cupped his face in his hands grabbing his attention. "Jimin. Look at me. It's okay. You're not melting. You're crying. You had a nightmare. It's okay. You're fine. Just breathe."

Jimin slowly nodded, "A nightmare. Okay." He told himself.

"Yeah. Those suck. By the way your nightmare was irrational. You're immortal remember?"

"But I'm not."

"What do you mean?" He asked slowly letting go.

"This body is immortal. I'm not. If you were to change something about me I'd be gone. This personality would just vanish and I don't want that to happen. Not anymore." He admitted.

Yoongi looked down at his lap biting the inside of his lip. "That won't happen Jimin." He whispered even though he wasn't sure of it himself.

"What if it does?" He asked.

Yoongi looked up shaking his head no. "It won't."

"I'm scared." He repeated.

"Why don't you stay here tonight? Sometimes the fear goes away when you're with someone else."

"Okay." He whispered.

Yoongi turned off the light and laid back down. "Lay down." He said. Jimin did so covering himself up with the blanket though he was sweating.

"Hey human. Can I hold your hand?"

"Yes." Yoongi responded. Jimin gripped it tightly relaxing more.

"Are you really afraid of dying?" Yoongi asked.

"No."

"Then?" He asked confused.

"I want to die the day you do."