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Chapter 38: Worse than a heat wave

           That night, Jimin sat in Jungkook's bed with his little his head against Jungkook’s gentle chest. It was a great day to Jimin, he finally reconnected with Taehyung and the two laughed about the sad situation they spoke on after the pain. Just as they were before, they joked about the sad and heartfelt moments from earlier and shared happier stories together. It was such a happy moment for the older man, however, it didn't save him from the illness that still roared from the inside and got worse by the hour.

           The couple laid together in bed where Jimin was wrapped into a bigger blanket with a yellow sweater over his long, loose, grey joggers and white socks as always. The older was coughing here and there with soft huffs following after. All the soup he ate before managed to stay inside while at times, it didn't. This pushed Jimin into a dangerous state to be in. Of course, Jungkook knew this was just a way Jimin’s fragile body adjusted. But it was in ways that scared him the most.

          “Mochi…” Jungkook whispered while his eyes fixed down at his ill boyfriend. “Mochi… How are you feeling?”

            “A-Ah… Like shit…” Jimin whispered and coughed into his own hands. “You'll get sick… Get away from me, you bunny boy.”

           “No. I won't get sick. I have ways to get rid of it before it happens. So, I'll be here with you all night, Darling.” Jungkook assured and caressed Jimin's hair back. “I'm sorry I did this to you, my Mochi.”

          “S-Shut up… You did nothing wrong.” Jimin giggled weakly as Jungkook caressed Jimin's face softly into his grasps. “Why are you looking at me… l-like that…?”

           “Because I'm scared. What if you get worse? You've gotten sick three times already. What if you can't be by my side anymore? I'll miss you… So much.”

            “Don't… talk like that Jungkook.” Jimin whispered and coughed into his elbow. Then, the man moved his arms wrapped around Jungkook's torso happily. “I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying here with you… I love you. W-Why are you talking like I'm going to die? I won't die… R-Right, Jungkook?” Jimin pouted and looked up to Jungkook with tears ready to fall from his moon crescent eyes. “Don't scare me…”

            “You aren't going to die, Mochi. I'm just worried you might get into a bad state and your father will have to take you to a hospital to have a different caretaker… I'm not really equipped for this and I guess doing things like this to you caused you to get sick like the first two times. You're so fragile… Why did I think this was going to be easy?” Jungkook whispered and felt Jimin cling on tighter.

             “D-Don't let him take me away from you, Jungkook… Don't let my father take me from you!” Jimin whispered and pressed his face against Jungkook's dark blue sweater. “Please…”

              “If he does… I'll have no other choice but to allow it. What can I help you with? I've made you sick three times already. Mochi… If you get worse, I can't keep you here. Even if it hurts me to say that.” Jungkook assured as Jimin softly pressed a hot kiss against Jungkook's sweater leading up to his neck. “Stop that~” The sound of Jungkook's lovely chuckle finally made the hot tears on Jimin's face dry as he met up with Jungkook's lips right at his own face. “You're going to get me really sick too…”

             “Then you'll follow me.” Jimin whispered and cupped Jungkook's face to move it against his. “My father is coming tomorrow… He's going to ruin us. Just like he ruined Namjoon and I…”

               “What did he do?” Jungkook whispered as Jimin pressed his head against Jungkook.

               “He… He told me one night to leave Namjoon. That I was too busy to be with Namjoon and him to me. I loved him so much back then, but my father wanted to fire him if I didn't pull back. I felt so much pressure… I wanted to tell Namjoon, but I couldn't bring myself to break his heart. So then, I heard Taehyung was going to have a space expedition so I thought… Maybe if I go, time will do it’s healing and my father will have time to rethink me and Namjoon. Yet, doing this meant I had to take Taehyung's place. The B248 could only sustain one person at the time and I realized that there was going to be so much consequences during this trip. After all, that would hurt Taehyung. He wouldn't be able to move… talk… meet new people and thoughts about space would scare him and give him headaches. E-Even in space, I had to drink my own urine and sweat! Along with those small packaged food that had no flavor. My appetite was bad and you knew that.”