Jungkook

"Hyung?"

"Yes?"

"Do I look okay?" Swivelling around to reveal his outfit to Jimin, the younger looked for help in advice. The bionic was only wearing a black winter coat, jeans and winter boots for practical reasons and yet, he felt like he should dress up more considering that he was going to visit Jimin's family again. And he still had time to make an impression on his hyung's younger brother.

Jimin smiled, and ruffled his hair in approval. "You always look okay, so stop worrying!"

"Really?"

"Of course!"

Jungkook nodded, and wrapped a scarf around his mouth as Jimin threw on a puffy white coat and boots. When the small blonde then pulled a bobbly hat with polka dots over his head, Jungkook laughed at his hyung whilst poking the bobble.

Jimin pouted, pulling the hat further over his ears. "Yah, why're you laughing?"

"So...so cute!" Jungkook laughed, his eyes wrinkling in amusement.

"I'm not cute..."

"Yes you are Jiminie! Cute like, something soft and squishy."

"I am NOT soft and squishy!"

"Oh yeah?" Jungkook walked over and from behind, enveloped the smaller one in a swift embrace. Jimin tried to struggle out of his arms, but Jungkook only squeezed tighter. "See? Soft and squishy," he pointed out, poking his hyung in the cheek and wrapping his other arm around his shoulders. He heard Jimin adorably whimper in defeat, and the bionic could only laugh again at his hyungs angelic nature.

"Are you trying to say I need to lose weight if I'm squishy?"

Jungkook frowned at that comment before resting his chin on Jimin's shoulder. "Definitely not, you're perfect the way you are."

"W-what are you even saying..."

"That you shouldn't lose weight?"

"R-right." Jimin looked away, and Jungkook caught a flash of colour glowing from his cheeks before he did. He didn't know why but teasing and making fun of the smaller was something he found so fun to do. Jimin's cute reactions made it so worthwhile.

The doorbell rang, causing the bionic to immediately step away from his hyung. Jimin cleared his throat, before opening the door and hugging the man stood outside.Jihyun?
He looked so similar to Jimin, and he knew that if the lights were out, and if maybe he wasn't completely human, he wouldn't be able to tell the two apart. Except that his brother was taller, his features were softer, and his hair was black.

Jihyun pulled away from the hug and stuck his hands in his pockets. "You're still short hyung."

"Excuse me?" Jimin wacked him across the head, and Jihyun smiled in response.

"Hey you shouldn't hit your baby broth-" Jihyun paused midsentence when he noticed the stranger stood quietly behind his brother. When Jimin realized this, he pulled the bionic outside with them and introduced him to his brother.

"This is Jungkook. He's...a friend who's staying with me for a while."

"A bionic? What's he doing here with you?" Jihyun spoke whilst staring at the bionics neck tattoo. Jungkook looked down, before grabbing the end of his scarf and wrapping it tighter, so that it didn't slack again.

"He was in a bad place when we met, so I offered to help him."

Jihyun only shrugged, and continued to eye Jungkook. "Whatever, it's none of my business."

Before the door closed, Jimin gasped out in alarm, "Oh wait I forgot the presents-" before rushing back into his apartment.

And now Jungkook was alone with Jihyun.

The other man made no attempts at hiding his striking glare as his eyes scanned over the anxious bionic. Jungkook could only stand meekly and allow his hyungs brother to make some sort of mental physical judgement of him. No one was speaking, and both men made it apparent that neither wanted to be the one to break the silence by focusing their gaze on something other than the company in front of them.
In the past, Jungkook would have felt nothing in such a speechless situation. But now he found the uneasiness gradually rising up his body like a thermometer.

"Hey." Jungkook's head spiked up when he heard Jihyun address him. "How old are you?"

"18."

"Huh. Which month?"

"September."

"So, that makes me older."

"A-ah right, hyung."

The sounds of footsteps broke their short conversation, and Jungkook readily turned when Jimin dove out his apartment with carrier bags in hand. "Sorry about that! Shall we go?

Jihyun made his way down the stairs without turning back, and Jungkook stood in front of the door waiting for Jimin who had a mixed expression on his face. "Jiminie-hyung?"

"Huh?" Jungkook held out his hand to the blonde man, who stared at him before suddenly blushing at the gesture. "W-what are you doing?"

"I can carry the bags for you."

"O-oh right!"

Jimin passed over the bags to the bionic, and hopped down the step and toward the stairwell whilst Jungkook followed.

***
When they had made their way to the hospital, Jungkook let out a sigh of relief when he closed the car door behind him. The journey had only been 10 minutes and yet Jungkook couldn't pinpoint how it had felt longer. Jimin had talked to Jihyun, asking questions about any recent events, and when he would only reply with bland answers, the following silence only tensed the air, and Jungkook had felt suffocated.
Not to mention that he had noticed Jihyun's piercing stare through the front mirror. And he pieced together that Jimin's younger brother really seemed so different to Jimin and their mother.

"Jungkook?"

"Yeah?" He had been so lost in thought that he didn't realize that they had already made their way to Sunhee's room.

"Are you okay?"

Jimin looked at him with a worried expression, and Jungkook nodded. "I'm fine. Shall we?"

Jimin smiled, and slid open the door.

But what was in front of them wasn't something either of the three were prepared to see.

***
Jimin

"E-eomma?!" He rushed towards his mother, who laying in her bed with an oxygen mask covering her face. Her skin was a ghastly white, and when she opened her eyes, the playful glint in her eyes was gone. "Eomma! What happened?! Is there a nurse?! Jihyun can you go find a-"
He turned to his brother, who stood motionless with wide, wet eyes. Jungkook looked to Jimin with worry saturated into his face, and Jimin held his breath as he relayed possible future events in his head.

"Jimin." He whipped his head around when he felt a cold hand grab his wrist. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Here his mother was, laying so sick and pale on Christmas Eve. And he hadn't known.

"What happened?" He leant down on his knees, and hurriedly breathed on her hands to warm them up.

"I'm..."

"What?"

"I said, I'm fine."

"What do you- ow!" Grabbing his pinched cheek, Jimin gasped when he saw him mother glaring at him. "E-eomma?"

"I said I'm fine you pabo."

"B-but-"

"I just had an asthma attack earlier today, nothing to do with the cancer. Now look what you've done!"

Jimin turned to his brother, who's eyes were stinging with a pale red, and to Jungkook who still had the same worry in his face.
Then he let out a sigh. "R...right, I see, I'm sorry for overreacting..."

He hugged his mother, who laughed at her son's worry. "I'm still feeling a bit weak though, so go easy on the hugs today."

Jimin stepped away, and then she lifted her arms once again when she saw her other son stood by the door. Jihyun walked over, and gently wrapped his arms around his mother, who kissed both his cheeks. "It's about time I saw you," his mother sighed.

"Yeah I know."

"Aish, don't be smart with me." She pinched Jihyun's cheek too, and his brother jumped back rubbing his face.

"E-eomma!"

"Serves you right for never visiting me. And I see you there Jungkook, come here."

Jimin watched as the bionic's expression changed from worry to shock, and he reluctantly walked over to his mother to lean down and allow her to embrace him. She kissed his cheeks like she had done with Jihyun, and when he stepped back, his cheeks were slightly pink.

"Aigoo, so handsome."

"T-thank you noona..."

"What did I tell you before? Call me Sunhee."

"I..."

Jimin sighed again. "Eomma it might make him uncomfortable to call you by your first name."

She raised her eyebrow. "Right right..."

Jimin closed his eyes, then remembered why they had come in the first place. He gustured to Jungkook, who was still holding the bags in his hands, and the bionic walked back over to the bed to hand her the bags.

"Ooo what's this?"

Jungkook smiled, glancing over to Jimin as his grin widened. "Presents."