It has been two weeks since that kiss. Jungkook holds me in his arms whenever he finds me alone in my studio or whenever the others decide to on a shopping trip and we are the two members who stay behind at the dorm. I somehow did not mind all of this affection from him, and I began to crave more and more for it.  Today something is off, he has not let himself into the studio like he does everyday.

    I get up and walk out of the studio. Jin is wetting a rag in the kitchen sink and on the couch lays a limp, lanky body that can only belong to Jeon Jungkook.

    “Oh Yoongi, it’s about time you came out of your cave, Jungkook is sick and I need to go to the store and pick him up some medicine. Can you watch and make sure he is alright for me while I am gone?” Jin seems oddly happy considering Jungkook is sick and he treats him like he is a baby.

My answers come sooner than expected because when Jin-Hyung walks by he has a limp in his step. He and Namjoon are a “secret” thing. “Ahhh~ Hyung it looks like someone got a little freaky last night.”

“Shhhh, there is a baby pres