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“Hobi, please tell me you have seen Joonie?” Yoongi looked worried as he searched their apartment.
Hoseok stuck his head out from the bathroom “Isn’t he sleeping?” water was still dripping from his hair.
“Yes of course how did I not look there!? Of course he isn’t I wouldn’t be looking if he were now would I!” Yoongi kicked the side of the coffee table the warbled a little unstably “He has 39.5 in fever and he managed to sneak out? What the hell is wrong with us!?”
Hoseok sighed “We should have expected this, we told him that he was going nowhere when he was that sick! But he is Kim fucking Namjoon, and he doesn’t listen to shit! He thinks that being the leader means that he can’t take breaks.” he just shook his head “Let me get dressed and then we go to the studio together and drag him back if we need to. Don’t tell Seokjin about it, if he hears how sick Namjoon actually is he might have a heart attack.”
Yoongi looked none too happy with the idea, over all he weren’t happy he wanted to hit Namjoon or hug him, it was complicated. The worst part was that he should have expected it, this was what he himself would have done if Hoseok and Namjoon had told him he couldn’t go to studio and work.
Hoseok was dressed in loose cloth grabbing Yoongi’s hand and pulling the shorter male into a hug “It’s okay, it isn’t your fault we should both have known that Namjoon are to stubborn to stay when we tell him to.”
Yoongi hugged his boyfriend close “I know, it just makes me mad at myself, I were suppose to look after him and I failed in doing that. I’m sorry Hobi.”
Hoseok kissed the top of Yoongi head, his oldest boyfriend always blamed himself when something went wrong between the three of them, he thought since he were the one who had been first dating both of them and then started this relationship he should be the one with all the answer, the one who knew what were going on, “You have nothing to be sorry for, we both made a mistake. Now let’s go and get our stupid as fuck boyfriend before he hurts himself by accident.”
Getting out of the dorm without making Seokjin suspicious was harder than it looked, Seokjin seem to have a mum detector, knowing when his kids were up to no good “And what do you two think you are doing?”
Yoongi and Hoseok exchanged a glare, and while Yoongi readied a lie Hoseok just confessed “Namjoon is sick and he sneaked off to work.” Yoongi kicked him in the shin “What? Are you gonna lie to him, cause I couldn’t? We both know he is going to see through and then get angry at us for lying… And he feeds us, bad person to piss of.”
Yoongi was split between agreeing with Hoseok and also wanting to protect Namjoon from the overprotective wrath of Kim Seokjin, Seokjin just nodded “Go get him then, stupid idiot.”
Hoseok just nodded and didn’t let Yoongi argue, Yoongi were always overly protective when it came to his boyfriends, and Hoseok didn’t feel they had to time to stop for Yoongi to argue that Namjoon wasn’t stupid.
The trip to BigHit ent was to slow for both of their liking, and it might have seem strange to other people that they were worried about a grown man being sick at work, but that grow man was Kim Namjoon who somehow seemed to have no control of his lanky body when he were actually healthy, now sick and not really in his right mind he was not only a danger to all objectives near him but to himself as well.
It turned out that they were right, cause when they arrived at the studio they knew Namjoon prefered the room were completely dark and Namjoon were lying on the couch “Okay he is just sleeping we can relax,” Which Yoongi’s body clearly did until Hoseok stepped closer to their ‘sleeping’ boyfriend.
“No that’s not sleeping that called passed out,” Hoseok worriedly pushed Namjoon a little hoping that he was wrong.
“What?!” Yoongi were much less gentle in try to wake up Namjoon, which ended up with Yoongi slapping Namjoon across the face to wake him up.
Before panic could really set in, Namjoon tiredly opened his eyes “Yoongi? Where I’m I?”
“Don’t ever fucking do that again!” both Yoongi and Hoseok’s hug were borderline to tight, and Namjoon were just really confused. He had went to work in the studio right?
“What happened? You guys worry me.” the youngest of the rappers mumbled into Hoseok’s shoulder.
Yoongi kinda wanted to hit Namjoon, he also kinda wanted to wrap him up in a blanket and protect him from himself “You passed out, after sneaking out, when we asked you to stay in! You have a fever why did you think this was a good idea?!”
“Inside voice Yoongi,” Hoseok scolded lightly, still holding on to Namjoon “Now we are going home, and then you are going nowhere, you almost gave us a fucking heartattack.”