Open Up (Jaeyong) [Complete]

twelve

It was still drizzling outside, just enough to be chilly. It still wasn't cold enough for the rain to turn to snow, but it was cold enough to soak into your bones and stay there.

The jean jacket Taeyong had thrown on wasn't keeping any of it out, either. Instead, it seemed to hold the dampness and cold to him making him shiver.

By the time he got back to the house, his hands and feet were pruned with the wet and he felt as though he would never be warm again. It was a truly horrible feeling.
He was just glad he had not had to go very far.

"God, Taeyong!"

Johnny pulled him father into the house, grabbing the throw off the back of the couch and rubbing Taeyong's hair with it.

"Why the hell didn't you take the umbrella?"

"Because you gave it to your last date. It was raining and you didn't want to walk her home, remember?"

"Oh, yeah."

Johnny stared off into the distance remembering that night. With a shrug, he left the blanket on Taeyong's head and started shoving Taeyong towards the stairs.

"Go on up and sit with the sicky. He's got some tea up there already and I'm working on some canned soup for the both of you."

"I'm fine, really. I'm not very hungry."

Johnny pinned him with a look any mother would be proud of.

"I don't recall asking you if you were hungry. Now move; I'll be up in a minute."

Taeyong sighed. When Johnny got into his mothering moods, such a contrast to his easy going slacker moods, there was no winning with him.

"Alright."

With a sneeze, Taeyong started up the stairs.

Walking into his room, he was halfway tempted to just flop down onto his bed and stay there for the next ten hours, but knowing Jaehyun, he would bellow like a sick child until he came and took care of him.

With a low groan of his own, he stumbled to his closet and took out some dry clothes and quickly changed into them.

Popping some medicine for his splitting headache, Taeyong grabbed his bag of meds and heading into Jaehyun's room.

"Okay, big baby, sit up," Taeyong said as he walked into the room, opening the bag of medicine. "Take two of these and a tablespoon of this right now."

Jaehyun sat up on the bed where he had flopped down on his stomach to watch movie. Dubiously looking at the medicine Taeyong was setting out on the nightstand next to him, Jaehyun let out a groan.

"Did you have to get that flavor?"

Taeyong finished pouring the vial liquid and handed it to Jaehyun.

"If you take it like a shot, you shouldn't taste much of it at all."

Jaehyun glared at him. Taking the pills first, he then glared at the icky red liquid.

"Just take it, you big baby."

Johnny laughed as he came into the room with two bowls of soup, setting them on Jaehyun's rarely used desk.

As quickly as he could, Jaehyun downed the medicine. With a gag and a hiss, he stuck out is tongue as though the farther it got from his mouth, the less he would taste it. It didn't work.

"You're trying to kill me, aren't you?"

Johnny wrapped an arm around Taeyong's shoulders.

"This little guy? Kill you? Never. He's too good for that."