Yoongi woke up with a sore neck, realizing how bright it was behind his curtains.  He sighed as he covered his eyes with his forearm. He stepped inside his flat at approximately 4 am in the morning. Seokjin was not there to reprimand him. Yoongi finished two bottles of soju alone. He then spent thirty minutes vomiting, emptying the contents of his stomach until all he could taste was sour.  His head felt heavier than usual, probably due to the hangover.

Yoongi reached out to his counter, grabbing his phone. 3 miss calls, 15 messages. 2 from Seokjin, 5 from Hoseok, 3 from Jungkook, 2 from Namjoon, and the rest from Jimin.

‘I’m staying with Namjoon tonight. Don’t wait for me. –Jin’

‘Take care of yourself, please –Jin’

‘How’s the book? Any progress?'-Hobi’

‘I’m not pressuring you,OK? DO YOUR BEST I LOVE YOU-Hobi’

‘Ask me for opinions, I’M HERE FOR YOU- Hobi’

‘Do you want be to bring food?-Hobi’

‘Answer meeeeeeee-Hobi’

‘Hyung, they delayed my release. I’m sad T^T-Kook’

‘Bring me some chocolate croissants tomorrow motionless Min!-Kook’

Yoongi chuckled a little, knowing that Jungkook was no longer mad at him. He continued to scroll down, revealing more messages.

‘oy bastard, because of you I can’t sleep with Jin hyung’s snores as my BGM-Joon’

‘Jin cried in his sleep, probably because of you, face! I’ll tackle you the next time I see you-Joon’

A pang of guilt struck Yoongi, knowing that the eldest was worrying so much about him. He sighed for the nth time.

‘Kook said you came today! Why didn’t you wait for me!-Chim’

‘Hyung I miss you!-Chim’

‘I’m gonna ask permission to go out tomorrow. Let’s meet at the coffee shop near the hospital at 3.30! I’ll be waiting

Yoongi sighed again as he roughly threw his phone on his bed, watching it as it bounced on his blanket. He looked at the time. It was 3 over 15. He rushed to his bathroom and washed up. He took his grey sweater, matching it with black colored jeans and coat. He also decided to wear his thick, rimmed glasses to cover his eye bags.  His mint colored hair was so faded that it turned into a dirty blonde. He took a mouthful of painkillers and hoped that he would survive through the day.

It was cloudy outside. The chilled wind bringing shivers down to Yoongi’s spine. He could spot Jimin sitting alone from outside the window with a cup of coffee on his hands, warming himself. Yoongi smiled at the sight. Jimin looked so peaceful. He opened the door and the bell rang. Several workers said hello and good evening. Yoongi placed his orders and walked over to Jimin's table. 

“Guess who.” Yoongi said jokingly as he sat in front of Jimin. The coffee parlor was comfortable. It was not as empty for it to be called deserted, but it could not be described as lively, a perfect atmosphere for the both of them. Loud noises scare Jimin and piss the hell out of Yoongi.

“Oh, I wonder.” Jimin joked as he smiled towards the man standing across him. “Have you ordered anything, hyung?” Jimin asked. Yoongi smiled and nodded.

“Yeah I ordered iced Americano. What did you order?” Yoongi said as he opened his laptop on top of the round table.

“Ew. Unlike you and your weird taste I ordered some caramel latte with extra sugar.” Jimin exclaimed as he smiled. His eyes twinkled from excitement and he was grinning ear to ear.

“Disgusting.” Yoongi remarked as he scowled. “Coffee aren’t supposed to be sweet, Jimin.” He added.

“You’re like your coffee. Bitter as hell.” Jimin remarked. “But that’s okay, hyung.” Jimin said as he smiled. “I think we’re compatible with each other.” Jimin added.

“How are we compatible? We’re polar opposites.” Yoongi said as he leaned his head on his hands, looking amused.

“You’re bitter, and I’m probably the sweetest person you have ever met in your life. If we’re a cup of coffee, we’ll taste just fine.” Jimin said as he showed Yoongi his pearly whites. Yoongi couldn’t help but to laugh. It has been a long time since Yoongi felt this way. He felt free. He felt alive.

“Why are you laughing at me? Did I just said something funny?” Jimin said, oblivious.

“So, you’re telling me that you’re the sugar to my coffee?” Yoongi said as he wiped tears off of the edged of his eyes. “That is the cheesiest pick up line I have ever heard in my entire life.” Yoongi added.

“Hey! I was not trying to hit on you!” Jimin said, his face flushed deep red as Yoongi kept on laughing like an old man.

“Your Iced Americano.” The waitress said as she placed the glass on top of their table. Yoongi and Jimin simultaneously thanked the said waitress.

“How’s my baby brother?” Yoongi asked Jimin as the younger sipped on the warm liquid.

“Kookie? He’s fine. The nurses went to check on him more frequently. What happened to him though? He seems to be wearing a breathing device.” Jimin said.

“He had an episode yesterday.” Yoongi said as he took a tissue paper and wiped Jimin’s upper lip. The younger flinched from the touch. “There’s some milk foam on your face.” Yoongi said as he sighed. “He asked me to bring him some chocolate croissants. But I don’t think I could visit him today. Do you mind bringing these over? I bought extra for you too.” Yoongi said as he took a plastic bag. He pulled Jimin’s hand and placed his fingers on the handle. Jimin took it and smiled.

“Of course. But I wouldn’t guarantee that there would be 4 croissants in here when I gave this to Kookie. I might eat them all.” Jimin joked. Yoongi chuckled softly.

“If you eat them then you go and buy them again.” He said as he felt his phone vibrating inside his pocket. It was Jungkook.

“Hello?”

“Hyung! Where are you? Aren’t you coming to see me today?” Jungkook said over the phone. He could hear the nurses talking to each other on the back ground. 

“I’m in a coffee shop right now with Jimin. I asked him to give the chocolate croissants you wanted.”

“But won’t you come to visit?” Jungkook whined.

“I can’t Kook. I have work to do. I’m meeting Hobi right after this.”

“You can arrange a meeting with Jimin hyung but you can’t see me?” Jungkook added. Yoongi sighed.

“I’ll drop by tomorrow. Cross my heart.” Yoongi said, hoping that it would calm the younger on the other line.

“Don’t need to. Just go and talk to Jimin for all I care.” Jungkook said as he cut the line off, leaving Yoongi hanging. The elder sighed.

“Was that Kookie?” Jimin asked. Yoongi let out a sign of affirmation. “He doesn’t sound all that happy.” Jimin added as he finished his coffee.

“He’s probably just tired and bored.” Yoongi added. “Chim, I have to go and meet a colleague. Do you want me to walk you to the hospital?” Yoongi offered.

“No no, you don’t have to. I can take care of myself perfectly well.” Jimin said as he smiled towards the elder. “It’s really nice talking to you, hyung.” The younger said as he placed his bills on top of the table and stood up. “I’ll make sure to give this to Kookie.” Jimin said as he lifted the plastic bag.  Yoongi stood up and ruffled the younger’s hair.

“Thanks a lot Chim.” Yoongi said, expressing his gratitude.

“No problem hyung! See you tomorrow.” Jimin said as he used his stick to guide him out of the coffee parlor. Yoongi wanted to help him. He really did. But he certainly doesn’t want to wound the younger’s pride. He doesn’t want Jimin to feel small and useless. Instead of walking him home, Yoongi decided to keep an eye on him instead, making sure the younger was safe.

“Kookie your hyung gave this to you.” Jimin said as he opened the door to his room.

“Really? Thank you, hyung.” Jungkook said, his eyes still glued on the television. His voice wasn’t its usual tone. It was flat. Void of any excitement.

“I’ll put it here.” Jimin said as he placed the plastic bag on top of Jungkook’s counter.

“Have some, hyung.” Jungkook offered.

“I’m fine. I’ll take one if I’m hungry later.” Jimin said.

“Okay.” The younger replied.

Jimin couldn’t help but to notice that Jungkook wasn’t being his usual cheery self. What Jungkook was doing back then was not a conversation. It was him being polite and Jimin knew from the length of his sentenced to the tone of his voice.

“Are you okay, Kookie?” Jimin asked as he sat on his own bed.

“Why would I be otherwise, hyung?” Jungkook returned the question.

“Yoongi hyung said you had an episode yesterday. Are you feeling fine now?” Jimin asked.

“I am.” The younger replied. “Hyung,” Jungkook called.

“Yes?”

“You do know that Yoongi hyung is dying don’t you?” Jungkook said, he tore his gaze from the television, directing it to the elder beside him.

“W-what?”

“His illness. You know about that right?” Jungkook added.

“Yes. He never mentioned it though so I didn’t-”

“I’m scared for him, hyung.” Jungkook added. His voice shaking. “Yoongi hyung doesn’t seem to be bothered by the fact that he’s slowly dying so the people around him were affected instead. He acted like there’s nothing wrong and he refused to take his treatments. What should I do?” Jungkook asked. It was rhetorical. Jimin knew.

“Do you know why I feel so comfortable around him?” Jimin asked. Jungkook kept his silence, encouraging the elder to continue. “Because he doesn’t sympathize. Other people pity me when they see me. Your brother doesn’t. So I don’t feel pathetic when I talk to him.” Jimin said with a smile. “I’m sure your brother has his own reason. I think you should put more faith in him.” He added.

Jungkook stared at the baby faced man, he then chuckled darkly.

How could he? Jungkook asked himself. It has been 3 months since the two met. They weren’t even that close to begin with. How could he say things like that about his brother? How could the stranger in front of him acted like he knew much more about Yoongi than he did?

“I’m sorry hyung, I’m not supposed to ask your opinion on this.” He continued. Jimin tilted his head, uncertain of what to do. “You’re clueless after all.” Jungkook continued, his voice was a mere whisper. 

There you go!!!!! The fluff I promised XD I at writing fluff so it might be a little awkward to read.. As usual, I'm going to thank every single subsriber