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Jungkook is trying not to let out loud screech as he keeps peeking at Yoongi through glass doors. Jungkook is sure that his face is so damn red that he could compete with tomato and he would win. He glances at Yoongi again. He's lying on examination chair while nurse is cleaning the tools. Jungkook turns his attention back to dentist that is explaining the x-ray scan.
"And as you can see left bottom wisdom tooth is growing crooked, towards seventh tooth. There is no need to remove it now but in the future it can remind of itself so if he would start complaining about pain in that area make appointment, just in case," doctor glanced at drowsy Yoongi. "However right bottom one is not growing as it's not there. You can see it clearly that it's just empty hole."
Jungkook looks at scan and dentist is right. In place where Yoongi's eight tooth should be is just an empty space. He noods and follows dentist out of the attachted room to main one where Yoongi is. He walks up to the chair and Yoongi tugs harde at his arm, causing Jungkook to fall onto his legs.
Dentist mutters something under his breath and leaves the room. Nurse who was standing aside quietly so far giggles softly, covering her mouth.
Yoongi pulls Jungkook closer and positions him on his lap. He looks at Jungkook with hazy eyes, his expression dreamy.
Jungkook wants to get off the chair but Yoongi lets out another whine. He rolls his eyes, petting Yoongi's hair. "It's fine, Yoongi. I just want to get off the chair."
Yoongi pouts giving him puppy eyes and Jungkook can't resist so he stays sitting at Yoongi's lap, while nurse keeps giggling. Yoongi wraps his arms around his neck and pulls him closer, so their faces are mere inches away.
"Stop please," nurse cuts in, trying to keep neutral expression but she's failing miserably. “Mr.Min you have stitches in your gums and kissing might get it infected." She’s trying to sound professional, but she keeps letting out quiet laughter under her breath.
“Aww. Come on,” Yoongi whines, peeking out from behind Jungkook to look at her, “Look at that pretty face.” He squishes Jungkook's cheeks together until his lips pucker out. “So fucking kissable.”
Yoongi lets out groan, folding his arms on his chest and he looks like he's seconds away from actully bursting into tears. Jungkook runs his hand through his hair, trying to come up with something that would calm Yoongi down. He looks around the office and his gaze stops on poster that's showing food that can be eaten with braces. His eyes are drawn to colorfull drawing of ice-cream."I will buy you ice-cream."
Yoongi perks up ans his eyes starts glistening with childish excitement "Ice-cream," he asks, looking at Jungkook with wide eyes.
Jungkook looks at nurse and when she nods he turns back to Yoongi. "Yes."
They stop at ice-cream shop before their uber arrives. Yoongi keeps talking, blurting out random things and Jungkook can't understand a thing because gauze that's in Yoongi's mouth is making his words slurred. Halfway through the drive, Yoongi falls asleep. He sleeps with his head propped up on Jungkook's shoulder. Jungkook is sure that Yoongi is getting drool all over his shirt but he's too grateful for the final silence to care.
He's looking through the window and his brain finally has time to think about things now when it's quiet. However he doesn’t get to drown in his thoughts too deep before the taxi driver is already pulling up to their driveway. Jungkook gives the driver an extra big tip after he help his carry Yoongi into the house. He is fumbling with Yoongi's shoes for quite some time, because the other boy somehow gets idea to take off everything but the shoes. Jungkook spends around twelve minutes forcing Yoongi back into his shirt and pants. "Your shoes, Yoongi, not your pants! Just your shoes!"
It’s like trying to reason with a toddler, except this toddler is older, twice his size and high as fuck from anaesthesia.
By the time they are finally able to actually step into the house Jungkook is tired. He helps Yoongi into the bed then plops down next to him, not having strenght to get into his own bedroom. “Go to sleep," he orders covering them both with blanket.
Yoongi’s eyes are mostly shut and he mumbles something, probably more nonsense. “Lay down with me. Please?"
Jungkook lets out huff. "I am already lying next to you, you moron. Besides someone has to make sure you won't do any stupid shit."
Yoongi nuzzles his cheek in his stomach as he turns to his side and puts his leg on top of Jungkook. Jungkook is not used to lying so close next to Yoongi. Yeah they are lying together on the couch, but they never slept in one bed.
“You will watch me from here?," Yoongi blinks, his cheeks swollen making him look like a squirrel with it's mouth stuffed with nuts. He pants Jungkook's back, letting out content sigh.
He willl stay until Yoongi falls asleep, and then he'll get out of bed and walk back to his room.
“Thanks for taking care of me, Jungkook," Yoongi mumbles.
Jungkook doesn't know how to answer to that. Of course he will take care of Yoongi. Without hesitation. Hu hums and wraps his arm around Yoongi's waist.
Jungkook sits up startled by loud crash. He looks at other side of bed, but Yoongi's not there. He puts his hand on it, it's warm. Yoongi woke up not so long ago. He gets off the bed and walks to the kitchen, stretching his arms. He halts in the doorway as he stares at Yoongi, who's sitting on the table happily munching at something. But Jungkook can't see what it is and if its even food because way that Yoongi holds it, makes it impossible to see.
Jungkook walks up to the table letting out stiffled yawn and picks overturned chair up. Yoongi smiles as soon as he notices him, his eyes thin slits.
Jungkook looks at his hand and sees that thing Yoongi is eating is dishsponge. He only now notices box of it scattered around the counter. He quickly puts it back into the box and to the cabinet. He closes it with loud 'thud' and turns to Yoongi. "What the hell?"
Yoongi keeps eating, tearings small piece of sponge and puts it into his mouth. Jungkook quickly grabs his wrist and hits back of his head. "That's not food!"
Yoongi looks down at the sponge he's holding before spitting it out. Jungkook sighs deeply ans throws it into the trashcan. He sits down by the table and Yoongi immediately puts his head on his shoulder.
Jungkook pats his back. "It's not food you idiot," he repeats, letting out giggle.
Yoongi pouts, his bottom lip puckering out. "But it smells like cappucino."
"Because it's scented," Jungkook shakes his head. "What will I do with you, Yoongi-ah?"
Yoongi leans back, swinging his legs off the table and leaning on his arms. "You know.. If men are the better gender.. Doesn't that make gays powerfull?"
Jungkook lets out another chuckle. "What?"
Yoongi hums, nodding. "Yeah. If men are better then man dating another man is more powerfull than straight couple."
Jungkook let's out dejected sigh, resting his head on the table.
Yoongi smiles, patting his head. "Don't worry, Jungkook-ah, we are powerfull."
Jungkook nods, but then his brain processes Yoongi's words and he straights up, his eyes wide. "What?!"
Yoongi point at him. "You're gay," he points at himself, "and I'm gay."
Jungkook nods. "Yes, Yoongi, I know. You came out to me two years ago."
Yoongi's smile widens and he leans in placing soft kiss on Jungkook's lips. "So kissable," he sighs, as he looks at his face.