"how ya feelin?"

"im alive...."

"good boy."

yoongi hummed, letting hoseok brush his hair gently.

cheol was asleep on top of yoongi, snoring softly.

"he was worried about you."

"i know.  but im scared how it would affect him if i told him.  i, the hyung he looks up to, is mentally and physically addicted to meds.  what if he told his parents?  what would he think of me.  addicted to sleep meds. how pathetic."

"shush yoon, dont think like that."

"he looks up to me.... but im a mistake... its so hard... i just want to take them even more."

"yoongi.  fighting an addiction isn't easy.  duh, dont think that way.  you can do it, kitten.  you're strong."

yoongi hummed, grabbing hoseok's hand with his free arm, the other wrapped around cheol.

hoseok kissed yoongi's knuckles softly, the small male yawning and closing his eyes.

he smiled, feeling hoseok's soft lips kiss his nose and cheeks.

he breathed out softly, "lips too....."

"what?"

yoongi whined, opening an eye to look at hoseok, letting go of his hand and instead pulling hoseok closer and kissing his lips gently.

"that's what i meant."

hoseok nodded slowly, letting yoongi relax again before returning to his soft kisses, including yoongi's small lips this time.

yoongi, content, finally fell back asleep.