Chapter Nine - The Note

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Jungkook almost ran from you as he scurried out of the room, the loud click of the door practically deafening as you sat there once again alone and feeling drained of life. You laid back on Hoseok's bed, your eyes heavy and stinging from crying. Draping an arm over your head to shield yourself from the light, you let your exhausted eyes rest, not realizing you drifted to sleep until a voice woke you from your dead slumber.

"Rise and shine, jagiya. You need to eat before you sleep."

Jimin's gentle voice drifted in the room making you whine as you moved your stiff body up in a seated position. 

"Guess you're sleeping in Hoseokie-Hyung's room tonight then, hm? You seem quite comfortable."

He sat the food on Hobi's bedside table then moved to crouch in front of you, taking in the dress on your body.

"Glad you like it," his index finger embellished with a silver ring pointed to the dress you currently had on.

"I picked that one out. It looks good on you, jagi." 

"Thank you. It really is too much," shyly your fingers tugged at the ruffles around the bottom, keeping your eyes lowered.

"Not at all. I would buy you the world if I could."

His plump lips found their way to your temple nearly startling you. Holding your breath, he dragged them down to your cheek where he placed another kiss there. Whispering against your skin. 

"Eat up, you want to regain your strength so that leg heals quickly." 

He smiled against your cheek, his gorgeous eye smile turning into crescent moons as he pulled away to stare at you. Nodding and swallowing to gather your courage, you grabbed his wrist before he could leave.

"What about.. um.. a toothbrush? I would like to brush my teeth please."

"All hygiene products you'll find in one of those bags. We didn't forget."

Giving you a wink and a teasing click of the tongue, he waited for you to release him before exiting the room.

"Goodnight, jagiya."

"Goodnight," you said to the door as he closed it.

Scooting yourself up to the head of the bed, you brought your food to your lap and ate your dinner, taking the pain killer Jin always leaves for you on the tray. Setting aside the now finished meal, you stretch and lower your legs onto the floor, awkwardly trying to balance yourself on the crutches so you can figure out which bag has everything you need.

Jimin had been right, inside the bag with the bras and underwear were various hygiene products. You smiled to yourself at their generosity then took the whole bag with you into the bathroom that Tae took you to this morning.

Once your teeth were brushed, hair combed and deo applied, you glanced at the shower. You longed to bathe, but how could you with these stupid boards and broken leg? 

'Memo to self. Ask one of the guys how I'm supposed to wash myself.'

Slowly making your way back to Hoseok's room, you laid the bag down with the clothes and crawled into his comfortable bed, nearly melting as you sank.

The mattress was softer than Jimin's so it felt like a cloud was engulfing you. It didn't take long for you to fall asleep just like before, it must be this bed because you were out like a light. 

Sometime later, a new voice disturbed your slumber; this was really starting to become a habit for them. They were worse than nurses at the hospital waking you every so many hours. 

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