Jungkook’s POV:   I dashed. Not before remembering to grab an umbrella with me. I ran under the rain,  slipping a few times, earning some scratches and mud on my clothes.   Dammit. Where is he?   I reached the alley, which was flooded.   I called.   "Jimin? Jimin!" No reply. I moved to the cupboard boxes to find the shivering hybrid angel curled up in a ball, beside the cupboard boxes.   "Jimin?" His head shot up. Eyes red and puffy, skin pal, lips turning purple due to the cold, make my heart ache.   "J-jungkookie?!" His eyes widened, before softening again.   "Come on!" I shouted, barely hearing myself in the downpour. I pulled him up, and he scrambled to his feet, wobbling on the stop, arms flailing around.   "A-hh!! Where are you taking m-me?"    "Just...follow me!" I said, arm slinged around his shoulder. He flinched, but didn't push my arm off, and I felt him stiffened at my touch.   I leant the umbrella over to his side and lead him back to my house.   "J-jungkook...you're getting wet..." He pointed out, trying to push the umbrella towards my side, but I held it in place, but I pulled him closer. Now our sides were touching, I felt his skinny frame against mine, and pitied him. He was as stiff as a rock at first, before giving on to my body warmth and snuggled closer to me unconsciously.    Then we reached my home. My arm left his shoulder and I reached to my pockets to get the keys, fumbling with them before managing to open the door. I beckoned him in, making sure he got in safely before getting in and shutting the door behind me.   He whimpered and shook his head, getting the water off his ears, as I kept the umbrella at a corner of the house, leaving it open to dry.   I held his hand, and brought him into my room, which had a bathroom inside.   "U-urm...just grab any clothes you like from the closet and have a shower." I pointed to the open closet with all my messed up clothes in it. Not that I don't wash them or re wear them, I just mess them up when I need to find clothes urgently.   He nodded and grabbed some clothes, my back facing him for his privacy, and I heard him trot towards the bathroom, closing the door gently.   I sighed and went to my closet to get some fresh clothes.   I changed out of my clothes, and placed them on a nearby chair. Then I started humming a soft tune while putting on my boxers.   I was about to put on my shorts when…   "J-jungkookie?" I heard a soft whisper. I turned around to see Jimin behind me, and I jumped and shouted in alarm.   "Oh my gosh Jimin you scared me." I said, sighing in relief, my hand patting my chest. Then I realised I was only in my boxers. So did Jimin. He turned tomato red and turned around, ears visibly pink.   "I-i don't know how to use the bathroom to wash myself..." He mumbled.   Oh...so that was it. Damn, I keep forgetting he wasn't a normal teenager.   I put on my shorts and walked in long strides to the bathroom, him following behind.   "Okay, you see...you first turn this tap on, the one nearest to you, and then you turn on the one nearest to the wall, the other one of course, since there are only two taps. So we just wait, for the water to be half full, and place your hand inside. Come feel it, is it nice and warm?"   He nodded.   "Then when you think you are satisfied with the temperature, turn it off and get in the bath. Not forgetting to get rid of your clothes first. Then you can start washing yourself." He nodded again timidly, before I left him in the bathroom, closing the door behind me.     Jimin's POV:   "U-urm...just grab any clothes you like from the closet and have a shower." Jungkookie pointed to a wooden firm and tall boxes wide open, full of clothes in it. I nodded and headed to pick some clothes.   I took a long sleeved, thin, big and white shirt, and black shorts, not forgetting a pair of boxers before rushing to the bathroom in short small steps, remembering to close the door gently behind me.   Then I gasped. The black shiny marble floor was amazing. There was a huge white tub, with three shiny golden handle thingies at one side. I turned to my left to see another white tub, with three golden thingies again but this time at slightly above waist level. And the toilet, was white and shinier too, better than…   Then I cocked my head to the side, pouting. I didn't know how to use the tub thing.   I opened the door gently and quietly as possible, then I widened my eyes and blushed madly.   Jungkookie's back was facing me, and he was only in his boxers, broad wide shoulders and big frame his visible strong muscles and thighs, and pale white skin.   I gulped and shook my head madly, hitting myself on the head a few times before I got dirty thoughts out of my mind.   "J-jungkookie?" I called. He jumped and shouted, before facing me.   "Oh my gosh Jimin you scared me." Then he blushed and I blushed too, realising how he was.   "I-i don't know how to use the bathroom to wash myself..." I mumbled.    I turned around, and I heard shuffling before he went into the bathroom. Me following behind.   "Okay, you see...you first turn this tap on, the one nearest to you, and then you turn on the one nearest to the wall, the other one of course, since there are only two taps. So we just wait, for the bathtub to be half full, and place your hand inside. Come feel it, is it nice and warm?" I nodded when I felt the lukewarm water. It felt addictive.   "Then when you think you are satisfied with the temperature, turn it off and get in the bath. Not forgetting to get rid of your clothes first. The