16:

"Are you in love with Jungkook?" Taehyung asked bluntly, he had the correct answer. But he had to make sure.

"Where did this come from? " Jimin tried to avoid the question by asking another. "I just.... I see the way you look at him, and talk to him, and act around him. And I can't help but wonder... if you act the same around him, as you do around me... I can't help but wonder, if you love me... as much as you love Jungkookie... " Taehyung explained feeling insecure that he wasn't good enough, or not as good as Jungkook. Though he loved Jungkook and would never blame him for his own insecurities, it doesn't mean that those insecurities don't exist.

"I-I-im... I am... " Jimin said softly answering the question, two small tear drops fell on each side of his cheeks. "But I will never not love you too. Yes, I am in love with Jungkook, but I love you both just as much. Taehyung-ah, you're my best friend in the whole world. You're impossible to replace." Jimin somehow built up the courage to admit he loves Jungkook, he knew that Taehyung needed to hear that so he put his own insecurities aside. He embraced Taehyung tight, not only to comfort Taehyung but also himself. He needed a hug desperately.

(In Jungkook's hospital room)

"Jungkook-ah! Doctor Chae said you were asleep." Taehyung exclaimed dramatically acting as if he had been betrayed by a whole ass city. "I couldn't sleep, the bed is uncomfortable." Jungkook signed to Taehyung with a bunny smile that brightened when he saw Jimin walk into the room beside Taehyung.

"Oh, I see. Why didn't you call us to keep you company then?" Taehyung walked over to Jungkook's bed while Jimin shyly stayed at the entrance, Taehyung sat down at the foot of the bed while Jungkook sat criss-cross-apple-sauce near the pillows. "I had company already. Taehyung-ah, this is Yugyeon." Jungkook signed and pointed at the person in the bed right next to his.

"Hello, my name is Kim Yugyeon. Jungkookie called you Taehyung, then I'm going to take a wild guess and say you're jiminssi?" Yugyeon asked and Jimin nodded shyly.

"Is jiminssi still mad at me? " Jungkook asked in sign language thinking that Jimin was mad at him for getting sick. "No, he's probs just being shy. Wait, he was mad at you? For what?" Taehyung asked and Jimin asked "Yeah, for what am I mad at you for?" also not knowing why Jungkook thought that he was in trouble.

"For scaring you and for getting sick." Jungkook answered as if Jimin would do that. "I'm not mad at you silly boy. You just gave me a fright, I wont bite your feet off for that...." Jimin answered hanging his head low while walking closer Jungkook's bed.

"I'm glad you're okey, you scared me so bad..." Jimin's eyes teared up but he promised himself that he wouldn't cry, not in front of Jungkook, not again.

"I'm not okey though," Jungkook pouted and raised his arms to ask Jimin for a hug, "I need a hug jiminssi..." Jungkook whispered and Jimin of course gave him one. Hesitantly he got unto the bed and cuddled Jungkook tightly while Jungkook took in his scent. Jimin was a really clean person and showered at least once a day, so it was rather rare for Jungkook to be able to smell his natural scent. Though he didn't dislike the one Jimin normally had, he still preferred the blood sweat and tears version. *Pun intended*

"I'm still here!" Yugyeon exclaimed playfully then watched with jealousy as Jungkook and Jimin ignored him and continued cuddling, they weren't rude and we're did laugh at his sarcasm. But Yugyeon didn't have anyone to cuddle with and hold, so he was automatically jealous.

(After Jungkook got released from hospital)

Jungkook was released not long after and was still sick and couching up blood but Jimin now knew that he's going to be fine in a couple of weeks. Though Jimin was back to being Mother Taresa, back to annoying Jungkook by treating him like a literal new born.

"Jungkookie, do you want to order pizza? I'm not in the mood to cook." Jimin asked while helping Jungkook finish folding his clothes and putting them into his closet. "Mm." Jungkook hummed 'yes' wiping his forehead with the back of his right hand, he still had a fever and was sweating quite a lot. Though Jimin was worried about the younger's health he didn't mind how sweaty Jungkook had been lately.

Reason number one: Jungkook looked hella hot, sweating, breathing heavily, it supplied so much fuel to Jimin's dirty imagination.

Reason number two: It smelled amazing, Jungkook's scent was all over the house and it sent Jimin's nostrils into euphoria. Though Jungkook did feel a bit insecure about it, he thought he was smelly and tried to avoid any skinship between the two and showered immediately after he got home. Jimin wasn't having it though, he constantly hugged Jungkook and kissed his cheeks and forehead. Jungkook didn't have the heart to tell Jimin to stop just because he felt insecure about a fever.

"Does your stomach hurt though? We don't want you to have tummy aches." Jimin said bouncing his knee up and down worriedly. "No, I'm fine." Jungkook signed but Jimin wasn't looking at him, instead he payed attention to closing the cabinet doors. "Jungkook?" He called out Jungkook's name this time looking at the younger.

"I already said I'm fine, you should pay attention to my hands more often." Jungkook teased still in sign language. "I'm sorry, I guess I'm not used to needing it when we're are alone...." Jimin explained feeling sad that Jungkook wasn't talking. "Well, my throat really hurts and when I try to speak you can't hear anything because of how low my voice is already. So, when you talk to me please look at me so that you know what I am saying." Jungkook requested and Jimin nodded his head yes, he felt better now that he knew why Jungkook wasn't saying anything to him.

(A little while later)

"Jungkookie?..." Jimin asked softly walking into Jungkook's room. "Are you asleep yet?...." Jimin made sure to be quiet in case he was asleep. And he was, it was already 1 P. M. and Jungkook fell asleep a while ago.

"Mm..." Jimin softly moaned for no apparent reason then quietly walked around to the other side of the bed, he very quietly and very slowly got into bed with Jungkook and positions himself so that Jungkook would be spooning him. And out of pure muscle memory when Jungkook felt Jimin's weight sink in the mattress beside him he held Jimin's waist and unconsciously smiled knowing who it was.

Though Jungkook was usually the one coming to Jimin's room for cuddles when Jimin noticed Jungkook wasn't coming he decided that he'd go to Jungkook's room instead of waiting. He wanted to hold Jungkook, but when he saw Jungkook's body resting perfectly ready to hold him he decided he wanted to be little spoon for once. And he liked it, a lot more then he thought he would.

Slowly Jimin drifted into dreamland, he could feel the veins on Jungkook's hand tickle his arm. He felt relaxed, at peace, euphoria. He was happy, being held by Jungkook, listening to his soft almost unnoticeable snores. All he wanted was to kiss Jungkook. So he did.

Very slowly he turned around still inside Jungkook's arms, he very sleepily stared at Jungkook's face, then down to his lips. Jimin raised his head, he softly pressed his plump pink lips over Jungkook's. He couldn't stop himself...

Sadly, Jimin didn't wake Jungkook. He kissed the man he loved for the first time and he didn't even know. Jimin lazily rested his head back on Jungkook's biceps and he fell asleep. He fell asleep full of joy.

(The next morning)

"Ji... min?..." Jungkook sleepily asked noticing he was holding something, he hadn't woken up at any point during the night and didn't know that Jimin was there when he woke up. "Jiminssi..." Jungkook whispered again, this time less questioningly and more fondly. He stared at the beauty in his arms, so peaceful.

"Mine...." Jungkook whispered placing a soft kiss on Jimin's forehead, noticing how hot it was he placed his left hand over the older's forehead palm first. "Please tell me I didn't make you sick." Jungkook begged in his head but to his dismay Jimin's body temperature was well over a hundred.

"Shibal...." Jungkook cussed at himself then slowly rose from his comfortable position to tower over Jimins feverish body. He reached for the pharmonditer that was on the bedside table next to Jimin, he grabbed it and pressed it above Jimin's sweaty forehead.

*Ps, I don't know how to spell it so I guessed and Incase you have no clue what a pharmonditer is it's the thing that checks your temperature.*

"Beeeeep!" The phormanditer said nearly waking Jimin, "122?" Jungkook questioned softly reading what it said.

"It's bad then... and it's my fault..." Jungkook thought in his head, he then remembered all the times Jimin made him undress when he had a bad fever. So he started unbuttoning Jimin's pajama shirt's buttons.

"W-what are you doing?!" Jimin almost raised his voice at the sight Jungkook towering over him while undressing him. All Jimin knew of the situation was that he fell asleep kissing Jungkook not knowing if he was awake or not and now he was being undressed by a half naked man on top of him.

"You have a fever. I probably gave it to you, so I'll take care of you!" Jungkook whispered while signing at the same time. "I-i have what?" Jimin relaxed a bit and let his heart calm down, but his dick wouldn't stop growing. And it didn't help that Jungkook continued unbuttoning Jimin's shirt, but Jimin didn't do anything. Surprisingly he let Jungkook undress, with a smirk too.

He wasn't feeling insecure, he wasn't flustered. He didn't feel anything other then arousement.

Maybe it was the way Jungkook smiled when he said 'I'll take care of you', maybe it was the way Jungkook's ass sat perfectly on his dick. Whatever it was, it wasn't about to make Jimin shy. If anything it was making him feel dominant, in control, powerful.

"Fuck, his abs!" Jungkook thought to himself, he had pulled Jimin's shirt to the side on each sides, he gently held Jimin's waist staring at his abs. "Why is he smirking at me like that?!" Jungkook's cheeks turned red as sooo many dirty thoughts crossed his mind.

Breaking the silence Jimin asked, "So? What do you do next?" Quizing Jungkook on what to do when someone gets a fever. "C-cold water!" Jungkook quickly ran to the kitchen to get water and some ice from the fridge, along with a white drying clothe.

When Jungkook got back to his room Jimin was waiting in the same position as before. He placed three ice cubs into the drying clothe and then dipped it into a bowl of water, he then gently traced the cold drying clothe over Jimins chest and then torso. Making sure to memorize he sight.

"No, not like that," Jimin said even though Jungkook was doing everything perfectly, "Do it like..." Jimin took the drying clothe and placed it next to him on the bed. He removed one of the icecubes from it. Then placed it on his neck, and agonizingly slowly moved it down, towards his collarbone, and then his chest. "this."

Jungkook noticed how hard he was getting and tried to be a good boy and look away but Jimin grabbed his cheeks and forced them onto his body, "Look at me," Jimin twirled the icecube around his nipple, freezing it in the process and letting go of Jungkook's face also.

He never thought he'd be the type of person to engage in ice play, but here he was, lowering the icecube to his lower abdomen. Torturing and teasing Jungkook, what has gotten into him?!

"Ah~" Jimin moaned softly pushing the icecube along with his hand into his pants, but he didn't pull his pants down. He circled the icecub around his unexposed pink tip, his pajama pants were getting wet from the slowly melting icecube.

Jungkook slowly reached for Jimin's pants, he wanted to see it. And he could see, once he pulled Jimin's pajama pants down. He wasn't wearing underwear, so Jimin's thick dick jumped out at him as soon as he moved the pants down.

"Do you like it?" Jimin's voice was raspy, it was clearly sick. But Jimin didn't care at the moment.

"Yes..." Jungkook answered not being able to stop staring at Jimin's member.

"Good. Cause that's the last time you'll see it for a while." Jimin said coldly then pulled his pajama pants back up, Jungkook clearly wasn't finished staring and was very clearly not happy that he had to stop.

"But-" Jungkook tried to protest but Jimin's raising his right eyebrow made him stop. Jimin was daring him to say it, he wanted Jungkook to say it, he wanted him to say 'I want more' but no. Jungkook didn't have the guts.

"Scoff, I'm gonna go make coffee." Jimin's scoffed a little bit annoyed, of course he didn't blame Jungkook but in the heat of the moment, he wanted to fuck Jungkook's throat.

Jimin left and Jungkook was left Jungshookith in his bed, he was so horny. The image was burned into his mind, he wanted something he's never thought he'd ever want. He wanted to be fucked by Jimin, he wanted to be bottom.

Jungkook grabbed his member from inside his pants and started pumping. What else was he going to do? Ask Jimin to suck his dick? Ask Jimin to fuck him? No, he wasn't going to do that, he couldn't risk getting yelled at.

But he was just so fucking horny he couldn't help himself. He pumped his shaft fast but it wasn't enough, Jungkook couldn't find his release, so he did the only thing he could think of.

And he climbed into his stomach, he licked his fingers, and he started massaging his hole with just his index finger. Very slowly he inserted it, he still remembered the day he got raped, so he was careful and slow as to not awaken old memories.

Jungkook used his index finger to softly massage his insides, he moaned into the pillows, he felt so much pleasure. More so then he did pumping his member, more then enough pleasure to ejaculate.

(About a week later)

"Jungkook-ahhh, why are there so many stains on your sheets?! They're brand new!" Jimin complained helping Jungkook to remove them, they were rather smelly because of the amount of Jungkook's sweat was on it, though Jungkook's sweat smelled amazing too much of anything is bad for you. So Jimin was washing all Jungkook's bedding even though he was still sick as well. Turns out that Jungkook did give Jimin a fever, though it was getting better quite fast and he basically only had a stuffy nose, a headache, and sore throat.

"T-they are m-milk stains." Jungkook tried to explain without a stutter knowing it was his ejaculations from this past few days, he's found quite a lot of pleasure fucking his butt with a dildo or a vibrator or even just his fingers. Luckily Jimin hasn't opened any of his delivery packages.

"Jungkook-ah, milk doesn't stain." Jimin said not realizing what it was, "W-well, oak milk does!" Jungkook tried to reassure Jimin but it wasn't working, "You don't even drink oak milk!"

Though Jimin didn't believe it was milk he still didn't know what it was. "Nevermind, let's just wash them. And you better hope it comes out!" Jimin continued complaining, he always masturbated in the shower in case Jungkook walked in if he was in his bedroom. So there were no stains on his bedding.