𝟠𝕥𝕙 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝔹𝕋𝕊

sick

'Jimin-ah, it's time to wake up', taehyung called out to his roommate, switching of the beeping alarm

Having no response, taehyung turned over to Jimin's side to find him huddled in the blanket

Frowning, taehyung got up and patted Jimin's shoulder
'Jiminie?' He whispered softly in attempts to wake the latter
'Jimin-ah are you feeling so sleepy?', taehyung rubbed Jimin's chest, trying to wake him up

'C-cold', jimin muttered in a hoarse voice
Taehyung immediately placed his hand on jimin's forehead, finding it burning hot

'You seem to have fever', taehyung gasped, sounding alarmed

'Wait I'll call jin hyung', taehyung dashed out the room, heading to jin and namjoon's room.

He opened the door silently to find it empty, both the beds made

They are probably awake

He made his way to the kitchen, and sure enough he found a shirtless jin and namjoon there

'Global warming increasing, certain parts of the world experiencing the hottest summer in the last 2 centuries...', namjoon read out from a newspaper, sitting on the dining table, looking like a hot dad with his shorts hanging low on his hips, vline quite visible

Jin was wiping the counter top flexing his hot torso muscles as he bent over to get the farther corners, his perky ass-

Damn it isn't the time to simp taehyung

'Hyung'

'Oh hey good morning taetae, slept well?', namjoon asked, putting the paper down and giving taehyung his full attention

Jin smiled in taehyung's direction

'Its jiminie, he isn't waking up-'

'Tweak his nipples, he'll be up in a millisecond', jin snorted and namjoon stifled a laugh

'No no, its not that... his forehead its- its literally on fire', taehyung said and the room went completely still for a moment

Namjoon and Jin bolted up

'What?!', jin narrowed his eyes

'I think Jimin's having a fever'

'Oh lord, let's just first check on him', namjoon said

They hurriedly made their way through the dark corridors, well the sun wasn't up, it was still 5 I the morning

They entered the room to find a shivering bundle of blanket

'Ah shit', jin cursed under his breath and walked briskly towards jimin

'Jimin-ah, how are you feeling?', jin asked softly, sitting on the bed and patting his shoulder

'J-just cold an-d dizzy', jimin's voice had turned hoarse

Jin turned around to look at namjoon and taehyung

'Namjoon-ah could you call Sejin and ask if we all could stay home today?', jin asked namjoon who nodded immediately and headed out the door to give the manager a call

'Taehyung-ah could you-'

'Whats the commotion-?' A messy haired y/n appeared in the doorway,
a towel wrapped around her waist and a toothbrush in her hand, a loose white button up shirt which was damp at some spots adorned your torso

'I don't know what I did to deserve to see the heavenly namtiddies and namthighs all nice and sweaty, early morning-', a jungkook dressed with nothing but grey joggers said