Jin wakes up, white lights everywhere as the iridescent bulbs shine harshly on his eyes. He groans, a pain in his chest showing that the flowers haven’t been removed yet. Even though it pains him, he’s grateful they aren’t gone. Even if it killed him, Jin wouldn’t want to stop loving Namjoon. There’s a weight pressing down on his right arm, a head of blonde resting on his arm. The other members didn’t look to be here, and Namjoon looked to be knocked out cold. The mere sight of the younger member brought a light laugh to Jin’s lips, even though every breath killed him. Of course, the new sound immediately wakes up Namjoon, his head jolting upwards as he looks up at Jin with wide eyes. There are clear bags under the leader’s eyes, a frown forming on Jin’s face once he sees them. His hands go straight to Namjoon’s face, a scolding tone in his face, “Who said you are allowed to miss sleep over me? Huh? Your health is important to.” his voice comes out dry and scratchy, but he pays no mind to it.

“J-Jin hyung…” is all that Namjoon mumbles out, his eyes tearing up as he bows his head, “Why didn’t you tell me? Why did you wait so long in pain? You could’ve died… I could’ve lost you.” his voice slowly changes, going from his calm tone to one of fear and distress, “I don’t want to lose you, hyung. Never.” Namjoon squeezes Jin’s arm tighter, small salty tears dropping onto the elder’s arm.

“Joonie.” Jin mumbles, trying to get the leader to look at him, “Joonie.” He repeats, still getting the same response. Jin sighs, lifting the younger’s face as he pecks a light kiss to his nose, “I’d live through that pain all over if I could continue to love you. If I stopped, I’d feel too empty. If I got surgery, it’ll be like a part of me was taken out. I didn’t want to live a day with that emptiness.” he smiles at Namjoon, a warm and genuine one. Namjoon doesn’t hesitate to take the brunette in his arms, holding him close as he mumbles apologies for not noticing sooner or how he should’ve been a better leader, “Jonnie. I know now, that’s all I need.” Jin rubs the younger’s back, feeling his shoulder dampen with tears. He manages to hold his own back, the sheer relief of knowing that this was no longer one sided has gotten him over emotional.

Namjoon pulls back slightly from the hug, resting his forehead against Jin’s, “You were out for three days, Hyung. You scared all of us.” he mumbles. A small silence falls over them, Namjoon still resting his forehead against the others with closed eyes, soon breaking the silence with a small comment, “Your confession was pretty powerful. You should post that cover online, the fans would probably die over it.” Namjoon chuckles lightly, before lightly pecking the elder’s lips, “I-I… I can do that right?” he asks hesitantly, a light blush forming on his sun kissed cheeks.

“Well, I mean you’re going to have to pop the question if you haven’t yet.” a new voice appears, the rest of the five members standing in the doorway. Hoseok and Taehyung and cheering quietly, almost acting like fanboys over the new couple. Jungkook face is just pure relief when he see’s Jin awake and looking fairly alive. Jimin stands back, grinning as Taehyung secretly hand’s him some money, most-likely after losing a bet. Lastly, there’s Yoongi, standing their with a smug grin on his face as he makes his way over to the pair, “Ah, yes and-” he flicks Jin’s head, showing no fear of the repercussion it could cause, “Next time you’re about to die from coughing up petals, tell someone first. You made all of us worry.” there’s a teasing tone in his voice, though it clearly shows Yoongi’s worry for his hyung.

“Sorry guys,” Jin sheepishly rubs the back of his neck, “I just-”

“And hey, it’s not like the first time this has happened, I mean, just take Jimin for example.” Taehyung blurts out, causing Jimin to jolt and spin around at the younger boy. Namjoon and Jin share a look of confusion as Hoseok explains the situation that managed to take place in the course of three days.

“Jimin was coughing up petals for Yoongi. Taehyung found out and forced them to face each other. He’s still got the cough, but most of the flowers are clearing out of his system.” Hoseok shrugs when the looks don’t change on their faces.

“So what you’re telling me is… that Jimin got the disease and at hiding it… So you forced the two together… and now they're a thing?” Jin mumbles out slowly.

“Yep, exactly what I said.”

“Well, I really should have told someone I guess.” Jin sighs, leaning back onto the pillows, “That would’ve saved me a whole two months.”

“T-Two months?” Namjoon asks in shock, “H-how-”

“I’m better at hiding things than you think… Actually, you’re all pretty bad at hiding things.” Jin soon pulls the rest of the members into the conversation, catching up on what he missed for the past three days and eventually getting checked up on by the doctor. The boys don’t leave until visiting hours are over, only letting one of them stay (and that’s a no brainer). Namjoon sits next to Jin on the uncomfortable plastic chair, simply smiling at the resting figure, “You know, if you’re going to stare that long you might as well talk.” Jin mumbles, cracking open an eye to peer at the slightly flustered blonde. Before he can defend himself, Jin laughs lightly, scooting over in the bed to make some “space” for Namjoon, “C’mere, that chair can’t be too comfortable.”

“Isn’t there some sort of rule about this?”

“I don’t know. Don’t really care either.”

“But should we-”

“Listen, do you want to cuddle or would you rather sit in that chair all night?”

“I’m coming.”

“Good.”

A serene silence falls over the couple as they lay there, both wearing the same adoring smile for the other person. Carefully avoiding the IV chord that’s attached to the elder’s arm, Namjoon cuddles in the inconveniently small space, their limbs tangling together. There's a small kiss, the desperation and worry now gone, replaced with a mellow mood and pure joy. Namjoon is the one to break the silence again, “Hey Jin… about what Yoongi hyung said… Um… Will you… um be my boyfriend. I mean I kinda know the answer but-”

“Yes.” Jin giggles lightly, not even letting the other boy finish his sentence, “I’ve been waiting two years to hear that you punk. Took you long enough.”

“Jin…”

“Yes?”

“I love you.” a tired mumble, lips brushing against his neck as the leader speaks the phrase that Jin has always yearned to hear.