SICK (JinKook)

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Jungkook woke up the next morning to a text from Seokjin saying 'he'd be there in five'. Jungkook chuckled. Seokjin's 'I'll be there in five' usually translated into 'I'm running late and I'll probably be half an hour late, but I don't want to worry you, so I'll tell you I'll be there in five'. Then again, that text was sent half an hour ago, so Jungkook was expecting his hyung to burst into his room any second now. Speak of the devil. 

POV Jungkook

"Kookie! Sorry I'm late, just another case of everything that could go wrong, went wrong."

Jin-hyung stormed into my room, discarding his bag and coat onto my beanbag. Seeing that I was still in bed, he smiled and walked up to me to ruffle my bed hair. 

"Kookie, you look so cute when you've just woken up!" Jin-hyung squealed, ruffling my hair some more.

"Yah, hyung! Stop it!" I said, but it was too late already. My cheeks were reddening with embarrassment.

"Stop what?" Jin-hyung asked with fake innocence.

"Calling me cute, hyung." I tried to save the situation, but I think I just made it worse. I should've told him to stop ruffling my hair goddamnit! Of course I didn't say that out loud for Jin-hyung would not tolerate that kind of language.

"But you're just so adorable like this. I can't help it," he said mock-hurt, but with a twinkle in his eyes. Oh no. Not the twinkle in his eyes. He always had that twinkle in his eyes when he got an idea, and in this situation that certainly meant no good for me. 

"I hate seeing you pout like that," he began. Oh no, I think I may sense where this is going. I couldn't escape however. While we were talking he had slowly inched his way onto my bed, sneakily cornering me.

"I guess I'll have to make,"

Oh my god, he's up in my face,

"you,"

Get that blush off your cheeks Jungkook,

"smile!"

With that he practically jumped me and started tickling me to death. Of course my attempts at resistance went unnoticed and my protests weren't taken into consideration either. 

"Yah hyung!" I tried saying, completely out of breath. "Stop... it..." I giggled. "You know... I'm ticklish!" I continued laughing until Jin-hyung suddenly stopped. My mum had walked into the room and was trying her hardest not to laugh at my pitiful position. In the end the sight of my pouty face pushed her over the edge, now she was laughing uncontrollably clutching her stomach. Jin-hyung's windshield wiper laugh joined hers soon after, and seeing Jin-hyung and my mum smile like that filled me with an unexplainable feeling of happiness.

I think I may have even showed them my bunny smile...

"I was going to ask what you guys wanted for breakfast, but I think breakfast can wait," mum said with a wicked glint in her eyes. The smile on my face froze. "Seokjin-ah, need a hand?" 

She slowly walked up to us, the wicked glint never leaving her eyes. I was still collecting my breath from Jin-hyung's tickle session. 

"Mum...? What are you doing?" 

"I'm helping Seokjin out." She started tickling me as well.

"Yah!... This... Is... Unfair!" I yelled out. In all honesty the tickling didn't bother me that much. Seeing Jin-hyung and mum happy like that made it all worth it. 

Eventually my mum went downstairs to make breakfast. Jin-hyung had offered to help, but my mum had told him the help wasn't needed. When my mum came back, she was carrying two plates filled with bacon, eggs and pancakes. Usually she would just get us a more traditional and simpler breakfast consisting mainly of rice and kimchi, but today she must've felt like variation was necessary. 

I didn't mind though. I loved my bacon.

By the time we were done eating the adrenaline rush had died down and I began to feel the exhaustion from being tickled to near death. 

"Hyung?" Jin-hyung looked up at me, lazily resting his face onto his hands. "I'm sleepy." 

"Do you want me to go downstairs so you can get some sleep?" Jin-hyung asked me with a grin on his face, already anticipating my answer.

"...No."

"What do you want me to do then?" His grin broadened. My cheeks flushed red with embarrassment at what I was going to say next.

"Stay here with me, hyung," I muffled into my pillow. 

"What did you say?" The grin on his face could light a football stadium now. 

"Yah hyung, don't make me repeat it!" I yelled out.

"Can it be?" he began. "Is our Kookie... Embarrassed?" If possible my face reddened even more.

Jin-hyung erupted into laughter.

"Yah hyung, stop it!" I tried in vain.

Jin-hyung's laughter slowly died down until he was just smiling at me fondly. 

"It's okay, Kookie. When you ask it like that, how could I refuse?" He ruffled my hair before standing up again. "I'll need to change into something more comfortable first though." 

He rummaged through his bag until he found his Mario pyjamas. 

"This'll do."

He started to change right in front of me, as if I wasn't even there. My face flushed a bright red (again) upon seeing his broad back and I hurriedly turned my face away from the sight. Not fast enough to miss the scar on his side however. It ran all the way from his hip to his shoulder blade. Although long, it had started to fade a bit, suggesting that it wasn't a recent addition.

"Hyung?" I asked hesitantly. Seokjin was done changing by now and was about to dive under the covers of my bed. "Did something bad happen to you?"

The smile on his face froze.

"What do you mean?" 

"Hyung?" I tried again, this time more specific. "Where does the scar on your side come from?" 

Jin-hyung showed me a wry smile. "Nothing you should worry about, Kookie. I'm okay now." For a second it looked like he was going to say more, but he changed the topic instead. 

"So Kookie, how are your online classes coming along?"

"Fine, but..." I cast my gaze down. He obviously didn't want to talk it and that upset me. I didn't keep any secrets from him so why would he? Okay, maybe I lied about the pill but...

'No. No buts. He probably has his reasons for not telling you, just like you have yours for not telling him about the pills,' I told myself.

I cast my gaze up again and faced him.

"You know you can trust me, right, hyung?" I said. "If you don't want to tell me now... Please tell me another time, hyung." 

When I was better I would tell him my secret too. Then we'd be even, right? 

Well. That's if I ever get better.

Jin-hyung's face softened. He slowly went and laid down in my bed and tugged the covers over us. He faced me with his moon crescent eye smile (A/N: moon crescent eye smile attack, super effective against fan girls, has no effect on sleepy Yoongi's) and reached out to stroke my hair.

"I know I can trust you, Kookie." He stopped and sighed. He whispered the last bit of his sentence, as if he hoped I wouldn't hear it if he whispered softly enough.

"I don't know if I can trust myself."