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"My husband is a good doctor, he's still in training but he's determined. Top of his class already, he studies very hard. Then whines to me about it and sleeps for a month when exams are over." Namjoon laughed as he watched the door, smiling softly and knowing that Jin was in there, doing everything he can. "They gave Jiminie some antibiotics, that's what he needed. It became a secondary infection and you can't cure those with pain meds, unfortunately."

What they'd stolen would have maybe helped his fever and pains but it wouldn't have done anything long term. The boy would have died if Namjoon hadn't of come. "As soon as he reacts to the antibiotics and wakes up, he'll be on the mend. He'll have to be here for a week or two, it can be tricky not to relapse with the flu."

"Then I'll be here." Simple as that. He had promised Jiminie he'd be with him and so he'd be with him. At least it was warm in here and he knew that the others had beds they were sleeping in, they were eating and drinking and no one was hurting them, so it wasn't too bad. As long as they could be together. If only it could stay like that, but it never worked out that way. He already knew.

Maybe Jimin would be fine. Hopefully. "Jiminie's sensitive." So he got sick.

"Is he? He's so small, I worried so much about him when I saw him. He's not very old, is he? None of them are. Not even you." Namjoon smiled kindly at the boy and leaned in next to him, gently nudging him with his elbow. "You and Hobi aren't that big but you're taking care of all these kids? Dunno how you do it. I can barely take care of myself. You must be a very good hyung."

Clearly or they'd all be dead or worse by now. "Tell me about Jiminie. You don't have to give me a full name or an age, I just want to know more about such a brave boy."

"He didn't want me to know he's sick, so he hid it and then he passed out." And since then he hadn't really been normal and awake again. "TaeTae had to bring him home. With Kookie." Who, Yoongi was sure, had been well behaved, but probably hadn't been much help. "Jiminie's a little boy. He just wanted to play."

It seemed very unfair that this sickness punished him for that. Yoongi stared at the ground, wishing that he'd somehow seen it sooner. Maybe then he could have helped. "He likes hugs. He always wants hugs."

"Does he? Well, I'm sure he's going to get lots for being so brave. People get sick sometimes, it's no one's fault. I had flu once when I was little, it was not fun at all. I had to go to a hospital like this... of course, when I got better, I wanted to stay forever." The nurses, the doctors, everyone was so nice, so soft to him. He felt loved for the first time. So much so that he tried to make himself sick again, just get away from his father.

"He'll have a great time when he feels better. He'll have jello, hugs and there's even colouring books." All very excited for small boys. "Maybe Tae and Kookie can play too. They're both great boys too. Tell me about TaeTae? I know what a good boy he is. He has my badge right now, keeping it safe for me."

"Tae doesn't like real life, so he makes up his own in his head. It's better these days." When they'd first met Tae, he had constantly been making up fantasies and sharing them with anyone who'd ask and a few who didn't ask or he'd just sit around or whatever else, clearly in his own world. These days, he shared the world with them. Seemed healthier to Yoongi.

He shrugged, thinking about Tae and, more importantly, thinking what would be worth sharing. Nothing, he'd say. "I wouldn't count on getting that badge back."

"I think the best way to do it is if I get him his very own special badge. He likes aliens, huh? Maybe I'll get him a badge for the alien police force." Namjoon laughed, unable to not be endeared by these boys. They were sweet and they needed some nice things in life, some treats. He would get them all something tomorrow, he knew they'd be staying over night. And then...

"They want to try and get you back into somewhere safe. There's a few care homes nearby and there's the option of fostering, if we can find someone. Five together is tricky though, you get that?" It was hard to find someone willing to watch five kids.

"Yep." Yoongi was familiar with the system and how much it sucked. He didn't want Jungkook to have to go through it, or Tae and Jimin, who were both so quickly to get attached to people. Even people that mistreated them, if only they got some positive attention as well. He'd just have to gather them back together. Make sure they still had him and Hobi. "It's always the same."

"I can probably keep you in pairs, you and Hobi could stay together and Tae and Jiminie... I'm not sure what will happen with Kookie. He's young, he needs someone to watch him full time." He was non verbal, under weight and flinched when anyone but Hobi and Tae touched him so clearly he needed a proper care giver. "I'll look into what I can do for you, yeah? Even if you get split up, I'll make sure you can visit each other."

"Sure." Always the same. Talking about them being divided up as if they didn't really matter. Why couldn't they just stay together? They didn't need adults. Jiminie... If only adults didn't always meddle, he could have just taken him to the hospital sooner, without risking exactly this. Yoongi would be surprised if they'd allow them to visit each other.

His chest hurt, but he would sort this out. He always did. He just had to make sure he'd know where everyone was. "I watch Kookie. He only wants me watching him."

"Well, maybe we can keep Kookie with you then. Would that be okay? Look. I get it. You're mad at me, I came in and I meddled, you think you're better off together but you're not. You're a kid on the streets, you live in a place with no indoor plumbing. How do you get the boys to the toilet?" And how did they shower? Judging by how the youngest kids looked, they just didn't. Well. Kids that age hated washing at the best of times, it was probably worse washing in a public bathroom with cold water.

"We want to help and sometimes to help, it hurts. And I get it, losing independence sucks. You're free out there. In here, you risk losing your brothers." He could see the pain on Yoongi's face. "But it's not good alone, is it?"

"No. It's not good alone." Only he was thinking about being alone without them. Them being alone without him. Adults never did much good, but they knew how to do so much bad. "There's a gas station ten minutes away. They got toilets there." Simple enough. Yoongi could live on the streets just fine, him and Hobi had done it on and off for a long time now. The children complicated matters.

But adults couldn't be trusted. They had so many ways to hurt them and the kids didn't know better. "The system sucks."

"It does, I know. I didn't like it either. It's better to be alone, to do your own thing but unfortunately, it's not always the best. Look at what happened? Your little brother nearly died." And that was serious, it couldn't just be ignored. They needed adults to take care of them. "You're a child, Yoongi. You're not an adult."

And what could he do for them? Sadly, not a lot.

"Yeah? That's not my fault. Go find my mother and tell her she should have had me sooner, then I'd be grown up." If only he was an adult already. Then he could figure everything out for them. Then he could have taken Jimin to hospital, then no one would threaten to break them all up. It was stupid rules that adults made and that ensured that he was always stuck fighting this system. He couldn't even get a job!

There was nothing he could do for Jimin right now either. He was just glad he had made sure Min Teddy was with the boy.

"I am sorry, kid. Hey, look, tonight and tomorrow, you'll be together and we'll keep an eye on you. Soon, I'll try to get you your own room somewhere. All five of you. Maybe four." Maybe less. Kookie needed a parent for proper care and Jimin was too sick to go anywhere soon. It was a tricky one, he couldn't promise too much.

"Do you want a drink? Something to eat?"

"I'm fine. The doctor gave me food. Wouldn't give me coffee though." Yoongi was pouting over that, but apparently that still didn't get him any coffee. Adults and their weird rules. He never even wanted to understand them. "Is he even a real doctor?" Honestly, he had his doubts. He looked young and like he was from television. "He's too good-looking."

"I know, right? He is! He's studying but he used to model so I get the confusion. I can't believe I got a guy like that. I'm an ugly bastard." Namjoon laughed, unable to help himself, grinning at Yoongi. "I met him when I was eighteen, I had to give a speech cause his family gave me a scholarship. Like they sponsor kids in tough positions and all. And man, it was surreal. I gave a speech and he came up, hugged me and I just -- yeah, I was in love like that."

He clicked his fingers. "I'm still madly in love. A day hasn't passed where I'm not just crazy in love."

"Of course you are. I'd be in love with someone who looks like that too." Well, he was just saying. People didn't really look that was outside of television and he didn't think Namjoon was bad-looking, but, for one thing, his hair was a mess right now. Doctor's hair seemed perfect.

Still did when he walked out of the room smiling at them both just a little. He closed the door behind him, shrugging his shoulders. "He's sweating a lot now. That's a good sign, at least." It was not exactly as if he could rejoice yet, but one tiny step in the right direction. "Do you want to sit inside, Suga? As long as you don't disturb him."

Yoongi nodded and got up immediately, bowing and then just walking right through the door, not wasting time.

Namjoon came inside to make sure a chair was there and everything was set up. "If anything happens, there's this alarm here. See it? You press it and someone will come." Namjoon turned his head and looked at Jimin, the boy was sweating and fidgeting in his sleep but there was no awareness, no consciousness. It was unsettling but he had to hope for the boy.

He looked over the busted teddy bear sitting next to him... got, it was rancid. It was muddy, ripped and the eye was loose. "You know, we could fix his teddy bear for when he wakes up."

"...in time? Because he needs it." Usually, Jimin never even let go of the bear unless he entrusted him to one of the others for a limited amount of time, if he had to do something like swing or climb. Yoongi knew it needed washing and repairing, but he didn't want to risk him waking up and the bear being gone. He'd be so upset. Yoongi looked at the bear and then Jimin in distress. "I won it for him."

"Oh, I could do it by tomorrow morning and look at him, he'll sleep through the night." Turning his head, he smiled softly at Jin. "Right? We can let Jiminie sleep and perform surgery on the teddy bear instead. It needs stitches." And to be washed, cleaned, fixed up and maybe patch the foot a little. He came over and very carefully took the gross bear in his hands. "You won this? Man. You are a good hyung. I'll make sure he looks as good as new, yeah?"

"You never win me anything, Joonie." Jin just felt it was worth pointing out. "You can give me the bear, I know someone who'll take good care of it." Luckily there were some very friendly nurses here and their group of raggedy boys already had their fans among them. Not that Jin could blame them, exhausted Suga insisting on sitting by Jimin's door was that kind of image that made anyone's heart melt. Not to even mention Jungkook cuddling up to Hobi and Tae.

"I have good aim." Yoongi shrugged and then nodded. "Please make the bear better." And then maybe Jimin would get better too.

"... Babe, do you want me to throw stuff and win prizes? Remember last time I threw something?" He playfully tossed a ball for a dog at the park, it rebounded off a post and smacked Namjoon in the face. He had a black eye for a week. Looking at Yoongi, he smiled at the boy, friendly and encouraging. He wanted to help these kids, more than anything. It had a personal slant to it, he couldn't help it. "You gotta win something for me to give my husband some time. I'm deadly. God of destruction. I ruin everything."

Just being honest. "Hence why Jin is handling the bear. Does he have a name? We want to tell the nurse who their patient is."

"...Min Teddy." Yoongi blushed, looking at the sleeping Jimin rather than anything else. "I won it, so. He thinks it should have my last name." Jimin was cute that way. Jimin was always so cute and sweet and Yoongi hated himself for any time he had teased him or ignored him or send him away. He couldn't die, he just couldn't.

"That's cute." So the last name was probably actually true. Jin stepped next to Namjoon and took the bear from him, before it'd be destroyed. "Why 'Suga'?" Because that hardly sounded like a given name.

"Because I'm so sweet," Yoongi said drily.

"Oh, street names are never that simple. Mine was RM. Bet you can't even guess why?" He stuck his tongue out playfully at Jin before leaning into him a little. He had been on the streets for a long time, sprayed graffiti everywhere, his street name was plastered all over walls of Seoul but he didn't really like to tell Jin these things. That was a chapter of his life he kept aside but ... these kids might find it easier to talk to him if they knew.

"Cause I was an idiot fifteen year old and I decided 'Rap Monster' was brilliant. The downside of being a teenager." He shrugged his shoulders. "I bet Suga has a better meaning. Maybe you can tell us some day."

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