"I'm glad you're alive because I like you. I was so freaked out when I thought you could be dead. Who'd annoy me then?" Namjoon reached out and gently place a hand on Tae's shoulder, already worrying a little about so many aspects of his recovery. "I think you should come home with me while you recover, especially since Jimin moved out. I don't want you alone. I have all the stuff kids like these days. I have a PS4, X-Box one, wifi and soda."

He waved his hand around vaguely, dismissive. "I also have books." He doubted Tae would be as interested as he was but that was just the burden he had. Being literate.

"You okay with that?"