DEEP TROUBLE [KTH]

~16~

An Unexpected Emergency

The next morning, Namjoon paces back and forth in the hallway, brows drawn together as he debates what he should do. EunHae had to leave again due to an unexpected situation at work so she asked Namjoon to look after Taehyung, and given last night's events and the way the boy hasn't come out of his room, Namjoon doesn't really know what to do.

"Taehyung." Namjoon softly calls out gently knocking on the door but there is no response. "Taehyung-ah." He tries again knocking a little louder.

After a few seconds of nothing but silence, Namjoon lets out a sigh, pursing his lips as he stares at the handle.

Is he mad at me? He wonders recalling the previous night's events. Was I too harsh with him?

Pushing his thoughts aside, Namjoon twists the knob after announcing his presence.

"I'm coming in Taehyung-ah." He says, taking the absence of sound as a sign to go in.

To his surprise, the room is mostly dark, curtains closed shutting most of the light out.

Raising a brow, Namjoon slowly makes his way next to the sleeping boy, frowning when he sees him covered from head to toe.

"Taehyuhg-ah." He calls out gently shaking his shoulder, the bundle of sheets slightly stirring in response. "It's time to get up." He adds, slowly pulling the blanket away. "You haven't eaten anything so I came by to get you."

Underneath his cocoon, the boy shivers, barely opening his eyes as he tries to look at the older boy.

"Hey." Namjoon greets with a smile, frowning when the boy's head drops back on the pillow.

"Ya, Taehyung-ah, are you okay?" He asks but receives no response. "Sorry buddy, you leave me no choice." Namjoon adds rolling his sleeves up as he prepares to get the boy out of bed.

After struggling for a good five minutes, he manages to get the blanket off the boy, frowning when he sees him drenched in sweat, his body abnormally hot.

The boy slightly frowns in response and rolls over, finally revealing his pale form to the eldest.

That's when it hits Namjoon. Taehyung has a fever. He has to act quick before it's too late.

"Okay." Namjoon says taking in a deep breath, his brain running at a mile per hour as he thinks of how to help the boy.

"Hold on a little Taehyung." He says patting the boy's shoulder. "I'll be right back." Having said that, Namjoon quickly rushes to the bathroom to fill up the tub.

The sound of water rushing fills the quiet apartment, the tub filling up a little too slowly for Namjoon's taste, his eyes drawn to the faucet as if somehow it would make the tub fill after. After what seemed like an eternity, the tub is finally ready, now all he has to do is get the boy.

"Alright," Namjoon says helping the boy into a sitting position, "let's get you to the tub."

The boy weakly nods and wraps his arms around the boy to the best of his ability, his grip loose as Namjoon carries him.

When did this happen? Namjoon wonders as he places the boy in the water. Yesterday he looked fine.

As Namjoon thinks, a faint whisper gets his attention, his head snapping up as he turns to look at the boy.