"I dunno. It's not that I don't want to be well, I just really hate being here." It took him back to some unpleasant memories and it wasn't very nice. "I hate scaring Tae too. You saw him, he was crying, I just -- this is all so stressy. I should just be less clumsy." With a small, nervous smile, he half hugged Jin and then filled up some juice from the vending machine, grabbing a cup so he could get coffee too.
"I'm lucky to have someone pushing me, I guess. I'm kind of used to ignore you and Hobi, it's not that I don't care what you think but it's a habit. With him, it's just harder, you know?" Way harder to justify his bullshit. "I'm glad you like my boyfriend, hyungie."
He pulled the dumbest grin ever. "Mommy and daddy approve of my bae."
"I'm really glad he's pushing you. Whatever it takes. If it's a rapper, at least it's a nice one." 'Nice' definitely ranked over 'good' or 'successful' for Jin, in this context. He wanted someone who took good care of Namjoon, because he needed that. "Between having your fridge repaired and this, I'm ready to call him my son in law."
Jin was joking, of course. He had no idea whether there was any kind of future for Namjoon and his rapper, given everything, but he found himself rooting for them.
"Aww, you cutie." He reached forward to pinch Jin's cheek, disrespectful as always, heading back over to give Tae his juice. He lied a little to him, told him he was better off than he looked but he had to sign forms and do boring adult stuff. He left Tae and Jin watching Agust D MVs and lyric vids as he went back out to see the doctor.
It took a few hours to get everything treated, sorted and bandaged up. When he finally got back to the break room, he had two fingers wrapped and cast together with a splint and he was missing a shoe because his foot was wrapped up. Stupid fractured toe. So bulky. He tossed his his shoe at Jin and then held his hands out with a smile.
Tae was very, very sleepy, but he wasn't one to really get cranky when sleepy, mostly just very quiet, which was unusual for him. Maybe the hospital atmosphere added to that, reminding him of the past. He smiled at Namjoon, inspecting him carefully and touching his hand, frowning at his fingers. "Do I get to sign it?"
"Good to know you have your priorities in order, TaeTae. What's with your knee, Namjoon? All good?" Jin would definitely talk to his doctor later. "By the way, we have now watched everything ever about Agust D and I have decided that he's good enough for you."
He held Namjoon's shoe and checked his watch. "Do you want me to drive you home? I'm still awake enough, don't worry."
"My knee has a brace but it's under my pants. I just screwed it up a little but I'm fine." He'd tell Jin the real deets later when Tae wasn't here. "You can sign my cast, bud. First guy who can. You get the honour." He reached out and came over, lifting his boy up and holding him close, rubbing his back to try and soothe him. "You were so brave today, TaeTae. My big, brave boy. I'm going to get you a treat tomorrow for waiting so nicely with Jin-hyung."
He turned to Jin and followed slowly, holding Tae and limping along cause of his foot. It was awkward but he knew Tae was probably really tired so he made it work.
"If we could get a lift, I'd love it. Then you gotta get home to Jiminie."
"Can my treat be sleeping and playing games and no doing stuff?" That seemed like the best treat to Tae right now, as he yawned. "And I'll bring you stuff, cause you are ow."
"Yes, I will. Luckily Hobi had time to watch him, so it's not so bad. He loves Hobi." Everyone did. Jin wanted to carry Tae for Namjoon, but decided against it since he knew that things right now would be delicate. Luckily with a key card it wasn't far to the nearest lift that would take them down to the garage, but he frowned before getting in.
"We'll nap and make Hobi do all our cooking for us cause we can be soooo lazy." Namjoon agreed. Everything tomorrow was no. They were gonna have a pyjama party and never move. Yawning, he turned his head and frowned at Jin. "Do I need one?" The guy had said yes and gave Namjoon one but he ditched it in the hall, seemed awkward to use one and carry Tae but now Jin was asking and he was too tired to fight any more.
"I thought a crutch was just a suggestion..." Whoops. He shrugged. "Whatever, do as you please."
A rare thing he said to Jin but both boys were tired and slumped, ready for bed.
"Come on, TaeTae, let's get your brother a crutch." Jin took Tae from Namjoon, who did readily wrap his arms around him and when he made his way down the hallway, a nurse was already there to hand him the crutch Namjoon had so conveniently forgotten. He rolled his eyes and headed back, letting Tae hold the crutch, which entertained the little guy.
Then he handed the crutch to Namjoon and finally they could use the elevator. "I will bring you two food tomorrow, I'm making a lot anyway. So don't you worry about a thing."
And Hobi wouldn't do any cooking either, cause no one wanted that. Least of all Hobi. "Now you tell your boyfriend what shape you are in, thank him for making you go and then you both just go straight to bed."
"Okay, appa." Namjoon teased. It had always been the way. Hobi was his fake mom and Jin played the role of dad. He never fondly called his father anything but the formal title, it was nice to have someone to joke around with like that, even if he was only a few years older. He used the crutch to steady himself and smiled at Jin, soft and tired.
"Thank you for everything, hyung. You're too good to me." Every time. He didn't know how he got by without him. "I'll tell Yoongi you adore him."
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"I'm lucky to have someone pushing me, I guess. I'm kind of used to ignore you and Hobi, it's not that I don't care what you think but it's a habit. With him, it's just harder, you know?" Way harder to justify his bullshit. "I'm glad you like my boyfriend, hyungie."
He pulled the dumbest grin ever. "Mommy and daddy approve of my bae."
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Jin was joking, of course. He had no idea whether there was any kind of future for Namjoon and his rapper, given everything, but he found himself rooting for them.
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It took a few hours to get everything treated, sorted and bandaged up. When he finally got back to the break room, he had two fingers wrapped and cast together with a splint and he was missing a shoe because his foot was wrapped up. Stupid fractured toe. So bulky. He tossed his his shoe at Jin and then held his hands out with a smile.
"Ta-da! I'm slightly less damaged."
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"Good to know you have your priorities in order, TaeTae. What's with your knee, Namjoon? All good?" Jin would definitely talk to his doctor later. "By the way, we have now watched everything ever about Agust D and I have decided that he's good enough for you."
He held Namjoon's shoe and checked his watch. "Do you want me to drive you home? I'm still awake enough, don't worry."
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He turned to Jin and followed slowly, holding Tae and limping along cause of his foot. It was awkward but he knew Tae was probably really tired so he made it work.
"If we could get a lift, I'd love it. Then you gotta get home to Jiminie."
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"Yes, I will. Luckily Hobi had time to watch him, so it's not so bad. He loves Hobi." Everyone did. Jin wanted to carry Tae for Namjoon, but decided against it since he knew that things right now would be delicate. Luckily with a key card it wasn't far to the nearest lift that would take them down to the garage, but he frowned before getting in.
"Wait. Should I get you a crutch?"
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"I thought a crutch was just a suggestion..." Whoops. He shrugged. "Whatever, do as you please."
A rare thing he said to Jin but both boys were tired and slumped, ready for bed.
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Then he handed the crutch to Namjoon and finally they could use the elevator. "I will bring you two food tomorrow, I'm making a lot anyway. So don't you worry about a thing."
And Hobi wouldn't do any cooking either, cause no one wanted that. Least of all Hobi. "Now you tell your boyfriend what shape you are in, thank him for making you go and then you both just go straight to bed."
He had to be strict with these two.
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"Thank you for everything, hyung. You're too good to me." Every time. He didn't know how he got by without him. "I'll tell Yoongi you adore him."