Delicious Thighs(YOONKOOK)

Chapter Forty Three 🙌🏽

To tired to respond, Yoongi let out a squeak when he was picked up and carried down the stairs. Taehyung carefully placed his hyung on his feet and led them to the kitchen.

"It's not much. Just a simple ham sandwich with nacho cheese Doritos stuffed in between."

Yoongi giggled softly before stuffing his face with the sandwhich. The two best friends ate in silence until Yoongi noticed a discarded phone lying in the ground. Standing up, the tiny small grabbed it and let out a gasp when he noticed it was his boyfriends.

Jungkookie... was here?

"Tae Tae..."Yoongi called. Taehyung hummed in reply, mouth stuffed with ham and Doritos.

"Where's Kookie? He had to have been here earlier. His phone is here."

Swallowing, the tall male replied. "Maybe he left it."

"No. Kookie never leaves his phone anywhere." He muttered in denial. Yoongi began to bounce his knee up and down as fear shook his tiny frame.

"Perhaps he noticed we were talking and left us to have some privacy. Kook respects people and conversations he isn't part of."

"Mhm yeah." Yoongi mumbled. That was a plausible explanation. "Or maybe he left because he heard what we're taking about and was hurt and oh my gosh I'm worried now."

Taehyung gently took the hand of his hyung and caressed it. "Don't panic, Yoonie. Deep breathes. Remember what Namjoonie told you? In through you nose and out through your mouth. There you go. Calm down."

Yoongi sniffed as he wiped his teary eyes. He was glad he met Taehyung. So glad.

"I'm sure Jungkook is fine. He might have left his phone by accident. Try not to panic okay? Panicking does not accomplish anything but works the human body up. Jungkook will return and he will be safe and unharmed."

Yoongi nodded. "Okay. I believe you."

Taehyung clapped his hands as he suddenly stood to his feet. "Good! Now let's watch the best Christmas movie ever since Christmas is in a few days. Let's watch the Polar Express!"

Yoongi giggled softly and allowed himself to be dragged into the living room with his best friend. Taehyung surfed through the channels until he found the movie starting form the very beginning. The two cuddled underneath a comforter and watched the movie in silence.

During the hot chocolate scene, Yoongi frowned as the scene reminded him of his thick boyfriend. The reason being that Yoongi confessed to disliking the popular winter time drink(Me.) while Jungkook chugged it down like his life depended on it.

"How can you dislike hot chocolate? It's the best drink in the world. Especially with whipped cream and baby marshmallows on top."

Yoongi shook his fluffy locks. "It's disgusting and you cannot change my mind."

Jungkook smirked and took a rather large sip of the sweet drink before connecting their lips together sweetly.

When the two pulled apart, Jungkook chuckled as Yoongi gaged at the hot chocolate aftertaste embedded in his lips.

Yoongi found himself subsequently tearing up. He had missed moments like those with the younger. It seemed like the two were constantly at each other's throats when it came to the Jimin situation. One wanted to beat some sense into him while the other wanted to check him into a mental asylum.

Yoongi flinched when a pair of warm hands softly found their way into his own.

"Jungkook's okay, hyung. He's going to walk through those doors at any given moment and give you a deep kiss. I just know it!"

The small male nodded and cuddled beside his best friend seeking warmth, and comfort. Yoongi allowed himself to become fully immersed in the movie before leaning his head on the chest of his best friend.

"Sleepy?"Taehyung hummed. Yoongi nodded his head slowly and closed his eyes as he fully got comfortable. "Sweet dreams my small hyung."

"He's waking up!"Someone announced.

"Give him room to breathe!"Someone else shouted.

Jungkook fluttered his eyes open and was instantly met with a piercing light.

Where am I?

Groaning in pain, the bunny boy closed his eyes again.

"No! Stay with us, Kid! Come wake up. Please."

Jungkook shook his head from side to side as a high pitches ringing noise was heard. Where was he, and how did he get there? Jungkook didn't remember anything. All he knew was that it felt like someone was hitting his head with a hammer and his body felt crushed.

Slowly opening his eyes once more, he was met with a blond haired women with blue scrubs on a mask covering her mouth and nose.

Jungkook tried to love his arms, but couldn't due to being confined to the bed. Panic began to settle in. Jungkook didn't know where he was and who he was with, but he was tied down and he didn't like it.

The blond women watched as the young male began to thrash around the bed desperately trying to free himself.

"Calm down." She soothed. Jungkook did not. "Give me the needle!"

Jungkooks eyes widened. These random people were going to drug him now! Finding his voice, he shouted.

"NO!"

But it was too late. The women held up the syringe and stuck it in his arm. Jungkook winced as the tears welled up inside of his eyes.

"It's okay sweetie." The women's voice sounded distant. "We're only trying to help. Just relax."

"Yoongi..."He cried as his eyes began to drop.

"Yoongi"

Look at the print of the socks I got for Christmas. Coincidence? I think not.

A lot of y'all don't want a sad ending. What to do. What to do. 🤔

I hope you all had a Merry Christmas. Bye bye. 💜🤟🏽