"Author's note - For those of you who messaged me about Taehyung and Jungkook's sex scene (you guys are so nasty): Jungkook topped."
It's eight o' clock by the time Tsai makes it to Namjoon and Taehyung's room. She decided it would have been better to just cook the food before arriving, in case Namjoon was actually ridiculously sick and she couldn't stay for long.
She stood at the door, contemplating, the containers of food in her arms. She was nervous for what she was going to see, and for Namjoon's condition. He looked fine earlier, why would he suddenly become so sick? Tsai made a mental note to call the ambulance if she noticed anything really bad about Namjoon.
She knocked. "Taehyung, please open the door," she mumbled.
She could hear shuffling from the inside of the room, someone's footsteps and then a bedroom door opening. Then, she heard a table tip over, and someone's muffled screams.
"Damnit, Namjoon!" Tsai could hear Taehyung cursing inside.
She hears more screaming, and Taehyung struggling and breathing hard. It sounds like a person is hitting the wall with their hand, and another person is moving around on the carpet.
"Taehyung?" Tsai called loudly, knocking again, "let me in! What's happening?"
Again, there's another scream muffled against something, and then Tsai hears Taehyung yell loudly, before she hears something fall onto the ground.
"Namjoon! Are you in there? Namjoon!" Tsai put the containers of food onto the ground, and began to bang on the door, knowing very well that she was going to catch people's attention in a few minutes. She wanted that - she wanted someone to come and see what was happening, so if something were to have happened to Namjoon or Taehyung, someone could help.
"Taehyung! Namjoon! Let me in! Let me in!" Tsai continued to smack her fist into the door until a voice stilled her movements.
"Tsai, stop." The voice belonged to Taehyung, who was panting loudly like he did on the phone earlier.
"What the hell is happening? Are you okay? Where's Namjoon?" Tsai tried to twist the doorknob, realizing that it was still locked. "Let me in, Taehyung."
"I told you I wasn't going to let you in even if you banged on the door," Taehyung reminded her.
"I'm Tsai Kubo, did you think that was going to stop me? I promised Namjoon that I was going to give him warm food, and he promised me that he would eat it. Let me see him, let me at least see if he's okay."
"I told you," Taehyung mentioned, "that he has a high fever. He doesn't want to see you."
"Why are you breathing hard?" Tsai questioned, "Why is Namjoon screaming? Were you both fighting?"
"Tsa-"
"Answer the damn question!"
"You're not ready for what's in here, so stay the fuck out!"
"Who are you to restrict me?" Tsai yelled back, her eyes suddenly teary. "Who are you to tell me, Tsai Kubo, what I can and can't do? You messed up my day with that terrible phone call with your soulmate, and now you want to do this to me?"
"It wasn't my intentions to hurt you in the first place, I didn't mean to make that call," Taehyung argued, "and what I'm doing right now is for your own good! I'm not trying to be an asshole!"
"Stop saying that, you don't know what's good or bad for me! I'm here to see Namjoon, let me in!"
"I said no!"
"Fucking Kim Taehyung!"
"Taehyung!"
A third voice came into play. Taehyung and Tsai stopped yelling for a moment, and Tsai is close to crying. Her chest is tight and she wants to fight Taehyung the second she sees his face. She hates being tested, and she hates when people give her restrictions. She hates it when she can't help people she cares about, and she hates that she doesn't know if Namjoon is even okay.
Tsai can hear Taehyung walk into a bedroom again, and shut the door. She punched the door one more time, before bursting into tears, her shoulders shaking. She's unbelievably worried, terrified because she just wants to see if Namjoon is okay, and Taehyung won't let her.
"Taehyung please," she begged, trying to open the door again, "please, just let me see Namjoon. I just want to see if he's okay, please! Plea-"
Another scream rings out from inside the dorm, and Tsai's heart almost stopped. Why hadn't they called the police if Namjoon was in this condition? Why were they being so secretive about him? Why couldn't she just see h-
The door opens, and Taehyung pokes his head out. There's a scratch on his cheek, and a few on his hand, and his eyes look red and puffy. Another scream from Namjoon erupts, now no longer a muffled one.
"I'm letting you in," he whispered, "but don't open the door to Namjoon's room for another two minutes and twenty-eight seconds. Okay?"
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Taehyung stood in the kitchen, reheating all of the food Tsai brought Namjoon. He pulled out a tray, and find some chopsticks and napkins to give to him.
He glanced into Namjoon's bedroom, where he could see Tsai sitting on the bed, across from Namjoon, Namjoon probably still explaining why he was screaming and why Taehyung wasn't supposed to open the door. Taehyung can see Tsai trying her hardest not to cry, and Namjoon wiping the remaining tears on her cheeks.
Namjoon's pauses are now up to fifteen minutes, and the pain is more subdued. His chest still feels tight and burns, but Namjoon hasn't cried or screamed for the past hour. Instead, he takes deep breaths, and Tsai presses a cool wet cloth against his skin to cool him down.
Taehyung entered the bedroom, holding Namjoon's tray. It had a bowl of ramen, some apple juice, crackers, and a few pieces of lychee candy that Tsai enjoyed eating. Namjoon was still shirtless, as his skin was still warm and clammy, but it wasn't as red. Namjoon's eyes weren't as red and glossy, but his hair was now all over his sticky forehead.
"Did that clear some things up?" Namjoon asked Tsai, "Do you understand why I didn't want you to know in the first place?"
Tsai nodded, locking her pinky with Namjoon's before sniffing and wiping her eyes. "Do you think you'll be able to eat some food now?"
"Yeah," Namjoon answered, "I'm feeling better now."
Taehyung placed the tray on Namjoon's lap, handing him the chopsticks and extra napkin. "Tsai, can I speak to you outside real quick?"
Tsai nodded, following Taehyung out of the room into the kitchen. Tsai glanced at his knuckles.
"Namjoon wouldn't tell me why you guys fought," Tsai mentioned.
"I was going to open the door for you, but Namjoon wasn't having it at the time," Taehyung answered, "that's all."
"Tsai, I'm sorry," Taehyung apologized, "about what happened last night with Jungkook and I, really, I wanted to tell you in person. I didn't want you to find out like t-"
"It's okay," Tsai interjected. "You told me that eventually we would find our soulmates, and you found yours. I'm happy for you, Taehyung."
Taehyung tried hard not to blush but he failed and his cheeks became crimson red.
"But please," Tsai begged, "keep your phone farther away from you when you're having sex."
"Noted," he declared, scratching the back of his neck as Tsai laughed at how red he was becoming.
Randomly, Taehyung rubbed the top of Tsai's head, messing up her hair. He had a small grin on his face, before leaning down and whispering to her, "He cares about you, more than you know, Tsai. Even though you aren't his soulmate, he treats and loves you as if you are. Take good care of him, okay?"
Tsai was taken back from the sudden confession, but nodded her head.
"Do you promise?"
"Yes, I promise."