If time was what they needed, then Yuseok would wait. Overall, it is not as if you have not already invested half your life to see the fruit of your work and effort.

The waiting room was completely silent, and Yoongi might have fallen asleep if it weren't for how uncomfortable the chair he was sitting in was. Anyone would think that a hospital would want you to be comfortable while you spent long hours waiting, but perhaps no one stayed too long. He was one of those who preferred not to enter the hospital unless it was strictly necessary.

During the filming of a promotional video for the new group that was to debut in a couple of weeks, one boy fainted with the consequent blow of his head. And to avoid overlooking an internal injury, they had decided it was best to bring the boy in for examination and confirmation of the lack of injury, not counting the blow to the head, of course.

Actually, that job was the responsibility of the group's manager, but since they had to move to another place to continue filming, someone else had to take care of taking the boy to the hospital. And since Namjoon and Yoongi were passing right in front of it when it all happened, inevitably, the manager asked them for the favour.

It'll be quick, the manager had said, for them to accept.

And the two agreed, thinking that it would really be something quick and that they could go home a little earlier, but it wasn't like that.

The emergency room seemed to be collapsed by multiple accidents on the highway, and of course, there were only two doctors to attend to the rest of the patients. It had been two hours since they arrived, and they were still waiting. At least the wait wouldn't be too long, as the manager had warned them that filming had ended, and that he was heading to the hospital to relieve them. But then Yoongi remembered the accident and knew it was going to take longer than expected because of the queues.

"Change that face, Hyung. It leaves less time."

"You said that an hour ago, Joon. And we're still in the same place." Yoongi replied without taking his eyes off his cell phone.

"Well, at least they've already called the boy, so it shouldn't take that long."

"They still have to test him, and the tests take time, and that means we'll be here until the manager arrives, which means we don't know when we'll get out of here," Yoongi said in one go.

Beside him, Namjoon blinked a few times. "You're pretty grumpy today, Hyung." His fellow producer commented, half surprised.

Yoongi just shrugged. "Every time they delay me with something I get grumpy."

"Yeah, yeah, but you're grumpier than usual today."

"Yeah, well, it's your fault."

"Mine?"

"Yes, yours. Why do you have to be so fucking tall?"

Namjoon stared at Yoongi silently, not understanding what their height had to do with the fact that they were in a hospital waiting room. "What does my height have to do with this?!"

Yoongi turned to him and stared at him, his face totally serious. "The manager asked us for help because he saw you among all the sea of ​​people who were there. Your height stands out so much that it is impossible not to notice your presence, even if you try to go unnoticed. So it's your fault they intercepted us when we were about to leave."

"Are you serious?" The other asked incredulously.

"Completely." He answered seriously.

But Namjoon knew that he didn't really mean it. His height may have been a point against him, as was his passing by when it all happened. Also, what Yoongi had just said made no sense, and Namjoon knew that he knew.

And then Namjoon realized what the problem was. A quick glance at the cell phone Yoongi was holding and his gem gave him the answer of what he was looking for and it was so obvious. Namjoon suppressed the urge to sting at his Hyung, knowing that in his state he would only be the target of his frustration.

"Is he still out of town?"

"Yes," Yoongi replied after a moment. "But he said he was coming back today for sure, although I'm still waiting for him to send me a confirmation message."

"Well, if he told you he was coming today, it's because he's coming today, right?"

"Two days ago he said the same thing, and when I had decided, he wrote to tell me that the client had changed his mind and that he had to stay to redo the project. Those rich guys have such volatile and changing taste that they don't even know what they like, they just want something better than what their neighbour has to show that they are better."

"Don't you think you're taking your frustration out on that poor man? Maybe he's just that indecisive, or he may have so many options he doesn't know which to choose."

Yoongi looked at him after rolling his eyes. "Jungkook thinks the same as me. Also, he told me he didn't want to work with someone like him again. He changed his mind so many times that he never finished a sketch, and you know how it bothers him to be told that they are not interested in his idea without even letting him finish."

"Well, okay, he's a fucking prick, but no matter how many curses you ask of him, he will not make Jungkook get here sooner." Namjoon watched as Yoongi raised an eyebrow like he was challenging him to try. "Also, it's not the first time that Jungkook has left for a couple of days because of work. Why does that bother you now?"

Yoongi let out a tired sigh and his entire body sank back into the chair as if all his desire to fight had vanished. "It doesn't bother me he leaves for a couple of days. I understand that it's your job and that he likes what he does, that he wants to keep learning and progressing. But sometimes I don't know, it seems like I haven't seen him for weeks when actually two days have passed. And I don't understand how I can miss him so much when I know he's coming back soon." Yoongi wiped a hand over his face. "It's as if what I think and what I feel are not coordinated, and it makes little sense. I don't understand why sometimes it doesn't bother me he leaves for four days and other times I climb the walls when only two have passed."

"Do you think I'm going crazy?" Yoongi asked after a while in which the two were silent.

Namjoon laughed before answering. "Not at all, Hyung. It happens to all of us. I was the same when I started with Jin, especially at the beginning, when I didn't know if what I felt were my feelings or his."

"Yes, I remember. But at the time I thought it was because of the novelty of having started a relationship with him. You are in that perpetual honeymoon state. But Jungkook and I... I have to agree with Taehyung when he said that we seemed like a couple who had been together for twenty years."

Yoongi and Jungkook had shared the new status of their relationship with their friends, who were delighted that the two had finally officially become a couple. Because if they spoke unofficially, they had been together for weeks. But none of them said anything about it because they found the change Yoongi had undergone since Jungkook became part of his life both funny and impressive. Even when they were just friends, you could see the change. The change wasn't necessarily a bad thing, and it didn't mean that Yoongi had changed his personality; he just seemed more relaxed and comfortable with himself and with others, as if he had found the perfect balance and now had the freedom and security to show himself as he really was.

"Your description is quite accurate," Namjoon said with a laugh. "But the solution to your problem is very simple: discuss it with Jungkook."

Yoongi's eyes widened, so it was practically impossible not to laugh, but Namjoon held himself back only because his gaze reflected fear.

"Are you crazy? I can't do that, I would think that what I want is to get all his attention and that I don't want him to work outside of town. I don't want him to see me as a drag, as someone who can prevent me from succeeding and—"

"Okay Hyung, stop." Namjoon interrupted him as he grabbed him by the shoulders. "Don't go that way. You and I both know that what you're saying is not true. Jungkook would never think of you as a drag, that boy prioritizes your well-being before anything else, and I am convinced that fame and professional success would be worthless if you weren't by his side. So don't go there."

Namjoon released him when he saw that Yoongi had understood and assimilated his words.

"Don't shut up on these things, Hyung. So far the formula of saying what you really think and want has worked wonderfully for you. I don't think now is the time to stop doing it and take things for granted."

Namjoon was right. They had overcome the most difficult obstacles, from making things clear from the beginning and starting as friends, to the point of confessing their feelings. After taking such complicated steps, this should be a breeze. But old habits are tough to eradicate, and being a burden to others was still one of Yoongi's concerns.

"You're right, I'm sorry," Yoongi said as he closed his eyes tightly as if someone had hit him.

"You don't have to apologize, Hyung. We all have our insecurities and we lose our way. It is convenient that I will be here to prevent that from happening."

"I know, I know. Normally I don't have these kinds of thoughts and I'm quite independent, but lately, I've been too much... Sure, that's it!"

Namjoon jumped in his chair at the sudden change in the attitude of his friend, who had the same face as a scientist who has just discovered how to be immortal.

"Ah, I've been an idiot, I should have realized that sooner."

Even though he was berating himself, he was doing it with a smile, and that confused Namjoon who didn't understand what was going through his Hyung's head. But before he could ask him to explain, Yoongi stepped forward.

"It's because I'm stressed, Joon." The boy in question just nodded, waiting for him to finish giving his explanation. "When I'm overwhelmed with work, Jungkook is by my side to calm me down, and I think I miss his presence. Jungkook taught me to channel all these negative feelings through my gem, but it is not as effective as when he is." He finished saying with a frown on his lips.

"Now that you know what the problem is, do you feel better?"

"I'm actually still just as stressed out. And now that I know that I need Jungkook to calm me down completely, the wait is going to be eternal."

"Who would've thought that the day would come when you would cry in the corners because you miss your soul mate. If they had told me a couple of years ago, I would have pissed with laughter." Namjoon said as he shook his head in some surprise.

"I'm not crying around the corners, I'm grumpy because I have to wait, which is different. And do I have to remind you of how many letters of love and loneliness you wrote when you spent HOURS away from Jin Hyung?"

Namjoon winced at the memory and raised his hands in front of him in surrender. "Hyung, you always spoil my fun. I thought we agreed not to say anything about those moments to anyone."

"And I won't do it. I just wanted to make sure you remembered." He replied with a lopsided smile.

Namjoon rolled his eyes before they were called in by a nurse. The boy was fine. Other than the blow to the head and the bump that was forming, there was no sign of an internal injury. And as for the fainting, it was because of fatigue, something normal considering the hustle and bustle of recent days, but totally avoidable. Fortunately, everything had been a scare.

After that, the three of them left the consultation. As they were reaching the exit, they met the manager who had just arrived. As Namjoon explained what the doctor had told them, Yoongi looked at the message he had just received from Jungkook. A simple I'm on my way, Hyung who made breathing easier and his anxiety and stress gave him a little respite.

Much later, when Jungkook and Yoongi were sitting on the couch, watching TV after having dinner, Yoongi dared to talk to Jungkook. Both he and Namjoon were right: although Yoongi had associated Jungkook's presence as a remedy for stress, his gems were in a stage of euphoria, so to speak, in which they longed to be connected. 

*****

"So did you miss me, Hyung?" Jungkook asked innocently. An innocence that was quickly replaced by a playful, fun glint in his gaze.

"You couldn't let it go, could you?" He asked with a growl.

"Of course not." The boy said with a smirk. "I really enjoy it when I do it."

"So now you like to tease me. Consider yourself lucky you're my boyfriend." Yoongi snorted like it outraged him, when in fact he was trying to change the course of the conversation.

"What I enjoy is seeing how you turn red just admitting that you missed me." The boy said before kissing him on the cheek.

"I have never said such a thing."

"Needless. I can see it on your face and feel it on my gem." The boy commented while waving his gem in the air.

And then Jungkook was kissing him, softly and delicately, with a mere brush of lips that ended too soon for Yoongi's liking.

"That's cheating." He grumbled when Jungkook pulled away a bit.

"Maybe. But I don't see that it bothers you as much as you say." The boy said with a smile.

And then Jungkook kissed him again, but this time with more intensity, running his tongue over his lips, asking permission to explore his mouth. And Yoongi willingly agreed, opening his mouth a little to allow his tongue and Jungkook's to join in a dance that only they knew, where neither of them sought to dominate the other but to enjoy the sensation. Yoongi ran his hands up Jungkook's neck to bring him even closer to him, his fingers tangled in his hair. He wanted to have Jungkook as close as possible, to feel his warmth and the weight of his body on him. He wanted Jungkook to take whatever he will give him. And that's what Jungkook did, to press closer against his body as he spread kisses down his neck, getting as reward moans and gasps of pleasure.

They might both be too tired tonight to go on, but that didn't stop them from enjoying the warmth and caresses that were provided, knowing that at some point - days, weeks - they would finish what they started.

This story belongs to @nometoloko on AO3. I'm just her translator.

More of a filler chapter. Hope you like it.