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"Jungkookie.." Taehyung muttered in a love-drunken haze, his almond eyes closing as he fell asleep in Jungkook's warm embrace. He loved the warmth Jungkook brought to his body, like his own personal bed. Jungkook ran his hand through Taehyung's hair, trying to soothe the boy.

"Jungkook, you brought Jae here?" Jimin asked, pointing to the six year old who was giggling with Rose, near the lunch-box cubby.

"Yeah, that alright? I have nowhere else to go right now. I feel so lost, everything is crumbling to pieces and I don't know how to- cope with any of it. I-I ran out of will money and I can't afford rent anymore. Can I crash one of your couches with Jae?" Jungkook asked with wide eyes.

Jimin quickly nodded, quite frantic. "Yes, yes! You can stay at my apartment. I have a spare room that you can put all of your stuff in, totally okay with me. I understand the situation you are in. Happens to the best of us, Kook." He quickly turned at the faint sound of a child crying, darting into the main play room.

Taehyung stirred in Jungkook's lap, eyes opening as Jungkook still laid there, weaving soft fingers through silky hair. Their eyes met in a flurry of Jungkook's crying, sweet eyes. Jungkook could tell Taehyung wasn't in little space, but he didn't care. He held the boy tightly in his lap, fingers gripping firmly to the boy's clothes. Taehyung blinked in confusion, but nonetheless continued to hold just as tight in return.

"Whats wrong?" Taehyung inquired with a deep voice that was still somehow edged with worry. "Are you okay? You don't have to tell me now, it can be later if you want- or never, you shouldn't tell me if its serious. Little Taehyung can't keep secrets." He whispered sweetly into Jungkook's ear, a wide grin forming across both of their faces at his words. Jungkook just sighed out.

"Jae's gonna die, I-I don't have money to give him the treatments he needs, nothing's going right anymore Tae." He wept out desperately. His hands reaching to sit at Taehyung's waist, circling around his belly to pull him closer against his chest. "Don't know what to do, I feel so- lost."

Taehyung placed a small kiss on his forehead, "Don't worry about the future Kook, only bad things happen there. Live in the present while you can. Jae wouldn't want to see you like this, would he? Be that big strong brother he knows you are, that I know you are, Kookie." He smiled down at the tired-looking boy, who wiped his eyes, nodding his head slowly in agreement.

"Yeah, o-okay. I need to stay strong for him. Thank you Taehyung, what would I do without you?" He sighed out, looking up at the boy in his lap, realizing that he still had a death grip on his waist. "O-oh sorry about that.." He mumbled, removing his hands quickly.

"S'okay." Taehyung whispered gently, a hand going up to cup Jungkook's cheek. "Can I kiss you, or would that be weird?" He licked his lips, leaning his head in. He felt Jungkook lean his head in as well. It was the most perfect moment, tears still drying on his puffy, flushed cheeks. His lips bitten and torn, red flared flesh from irritation, but Taehyung didn't care.

They felt so good against his own.

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