Jimin's pov 

"I-I don't know."

To be honest, his answer bothered me. You should know whether you loved someone or not. 

I sighed and left his room leaving him to sit in the dark and question his sexuality alone. I was tired of him playing with my feelings.

I picked up my coat and wrapped it tightly around my body. I grabbed a cookie from the plate that was still resting on the coffee table and walked myself out.

You're breaking your own heart by loving him. Yet I still can't seem to let him go.

I nibbled on my cookie as I aimlessly walked on the sidewalk. The ind was fiercely blowing at me making my ears hurt from the freezing temperature.

It was only October. Why was it so cold?

I finished my cookie and pulled out my phone. It was barely responding to my half frozen fingers but I somehow managed to dial Jungkook's number.

"Hello?" He answered almost as ifhe was waiting for me to call.

Why can't I be in love with him?

"Hi, Jungkook. Sorry to call so unannounced. I was wondering if you could come over and we could watch a movie and cuddle or something." I was practically desperate to forget about Taehyung. 

After all of these mixed emotions, I couldn't stand it anymore.

"Jimin? Are you okay? I tried calling you multiple times..." Jungkook trails off. His voice was filled with worry causing me to feel guilty. 

"A-are you outside? I hear a lot of wind." He stutters. 

Is he nervous?

"Yeah, I'm on my way home." I say trying to cover up the sound of my teeeth chattering as I speak.

"Hmm..from where?"

I didn't want him to know anything about Taehyung and I.

"It doesn't matter." I say trying to avoid answering the question.

"Let me know when you get home. I don't want you getting sick."

He actually cares about me. I smiled to myself.

"Okay, I will." I say grinning.

"Are you sure your okay, though? With school and everything?" He double-checks.

Aish, I really should've fallen for Jungkook instead.

"Yeah, I'm okay. I just needed to get away from everything for a bit so I could adjust to living here." I thought it was a pretty reasonable response considering I had only moved here a little more than a week ago.

I hope he buys my excuse.

"Okay, well, I'm free to come over anytime." He coolly replies.

"Can you come over in fifteen?"

"Sure." He says.

"I'll see you then. Bye bye." 

"Bye." He says a quick 'bye' before hanging up.

I knew I should be happy, but my heart was elsewhere. It was still stuck on Taehyung.

I didn't know how long I was with Taehyung but it was already dark out. 

I lazily shuffled my feet on the sidewalk following the light from the moon and the street lamps. 

I reached my shared apartment and opened the door.

Or tried to.

"Not again." I mutter slumping down on the ground infront of the door. 

It was locked.

Again.

Since when did Yoongi become so extroverted and interested in anything other than sleeping?

I pressed my back against the door and hugged myself as an attempt to find warmth.

"P-please, hurry J-J-Jung k-kook." I stutter through chattering teeth. 

I was so cold I felt like a mochi popsicle.

Just so you know; it wasn't a pleasant experience.

I stayed there hugging myself before losing conscience.

***

Jungkook's pov 

I was driving to Jimin's house. I was excited to see him after not seeing him for a few days. I was really worried about him.

I doubted that getting used to his surroundings was why he didn't go to school, but I didn't want to pressure him into telling me.

I pulled up outside of the said boy's apartment and noriced a frail body shivering on the ground outside.

I had an uneasy feeling about this and decided to get out of the car and approach the person.

As I got closer, I realized I recognized the person.

"Jimin!" My heart beat quickened. There was now reply.

I swooped him into my arms running to my car. I sat him down in the passenger's seat and quickly hopped in the drivers seat.

I stepped on the pedal and drove to my home as fast as the law would allow me to drive.

We arrived a few minutes later and I got out and carried the unconscious boy inside my house. Unfortunately, my parents were not home and I didn't really know what to do.

"Uhh...ummm... think about being a Boy Scout. Uhh...focus Jungkook! What do I do? I should've payed attention when Namjoon Hyung was demonstrating!" I was so frustrated with myself.

"Water! Hot water! Water is the solution to every problem!" I ran to my kitchen and heated up some water on the stove in a pot without letting it boil. I poured the now hot water in a pail and brought it to the living room where Jimin was sitting still unconscious.

He was really pale and his fingers and ears were purple. His usually rosy cheeks were nowhere to be found, but were instead replaced by pale lifeless ones. 

I peeled of his shoes and socks and gently placed his feet in the pail of hot water. I saw his face expression change a bit. 

I ran to my room and grabbed 5 different blankets. I could barely see because of the blanket tower I was carrying but it didn't stop me from walking carelessly back to the living room running into the walls multiple times during my difficult journey to the living room.

I reached the sofa where Jimin was sitting. I was in the middle of wrapping the blankets around him when I watched his pretty eyes flutter open. 

"Jungkook." Even in the situation, he still managed to look effortlessly stunning. With his cold lips trembling he  muttered a quiet'sorry'.

"For what?" I aske wrapping a fourth blanket around him.

"I feel like a burden on you. You shouldn't have to help me. I couldn't even follow directions and call you when I got home." He explained apologetically. 

His last reason was cute enough for me to boop him on the nose cousing his cheeks to regain their rosiness.

"Don't be sorry. If I didn't want to help you, I would've left you there to freeze."

"And even if you were a burden, you're only a weight I want to carry." I add hoping to comfort the older.

He snuggled into my neck and quickly backing away as if I was contagious.

"I-I'm sorry! I don't want you to get sick because of me!" Again he apologizes which I find cute.

I let out a chuckle and hug him making him gasp. 

"S-stay away! You'll get sick!" 

"The we can be sick together." I hug him even tighter.

"B-but you'll be sick!" He says trying to push me away with his short arms.

"Then we can drink soup and get better together." I say snuggling into him. 

He sighs in defeat leaving a warm satisfied feeling in my chest.

I look over to the boy next to me who I'm clinging on to as if my life depended on him. He was still shivering.

"You should take a long hot bath." I suggest. 

"No, I should go home." He argues. 

I firmly shake my head and escape his tight embrace. I walk over to my bathroom and start running bath water adding bubbled and two bath bombs. One white rose scented one, and one purple one merely for entertainment purposes. I also add a few pinches of bath salt thinking it would help Jimin relax a bit.

I forced Jimin up and dragged him to the bathroom. I ran to my room grabbing a pair of black sweatpants that were small on me, a t-shirt that read 'no jams', and some plain black boxers, and placed them in a basket setting it on the bathroom floor.

"Get in."

I watched as Jimin looked flustered.

"Enjoy yourself. You're welcome to stay as long you like." I encouraged him, but he nodded.

I closed the door behind me and waited outside hearing a clunk.

I assumed that was the sound of his tinh body entering the tub.

I started imagining his tiny naked body. It didn't help that Jimin exclaimed an 'ahh' when he made contact with the water.

Okay, so maybe I didn't have the purest mind. 

Okay, so maybe I had a tent in my pants. Not to mention, I was starting to get sexually frustrated because I definately did not want to touch Jimin until he was ready.

Argh

I left from where I was sitting infront of the bathroom door and took off to the guest bathroom to take care of my member.

Very abrupt ending but I will try to update tmrw! Love you all! 💜 💜 💜