Once they get inside the waiting area, Jungkook gently puts down Jimin at one of the long cushions. He ushers Jimin to move a little before proceeds to sit beside him.

“Jungkook it’s squishy here, go seat over there. I know you’re still sleepy.” Jungkook shakes his head instantly but still puts his head on the armrest, one hand holding Jimin’s, making sure he knows that he’s there. Truthfully, Jimin likes concern Jungkook, loves the way Jungkook tries to take care of him, and just plainly adores Jungkook as he listens to Jimin’s little complains all the while trying his best to accommodate to his hyung because, hyung you’re sick, so just shut up and let me help you.

Jungkook did help carrying him all the way to the waiting area right after they got off their van. The wheelchair never came– apparently everyone got sick that day because all the wheelchairs have been taken, and there are more than 70 of them. Jimin knows he could still walk but probably a lot slower, but Jungkook insisted on carrying him saying that they’ll missed the plane if they’re going to crawl like tortoises when everyone else is hopping like rabbits. His comments would have passed out as a brash and a little brusque but not when Jungkook desperately wants to hold Jimin, not really, because I’m stronger that Yoongi hyung and Taehyung hyung, and Hoseok hyung isn’t even here yet, and Namjoon hyung and Seokjin hyung are busy gathering everyone’s passport so let me take Jiminnie hyung to the waiting area. Jungkook sounded adoringly adamant when he said it out loud.

And nobody denied.

Jungkook then boldly took Jimin’s arm to swing across his neck ready to hold him bride-style but quickly stop at a halt when Jimin let out a soft cry cos, you’re too close Jungkook ah, what if you get sick too?  

And well, Hyung you’re sick, so just shut up and let me help you–

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