Jackson's POV

After two days Jin left the hospital. Me and Mark picked him up. We packed his bag and got back to flat. Mark had something to do so he dropped us and left.

-Why are you so quiet? You barely talk – I said when we were in Jin's flat.

-I am always like this – he answered shrugging.

That's right, he never speaks too much but still last two days was different. Sometimes I was wondering if he even listens to me.

We came to his bedroom. I left a bag next to desk and prepared bed so Jin could lay down.

-Lie down and relax. I'll do some food.

-I'll sit with you in a kitchen.

-No. You have to lie – I said firmly.

I pushed him to lie in bed and sleep. I've already started taking care of him better. I could see he's annoyed. He probably thinks I treat him like a baby. But he's acting like one so... I decided to annoy him even more and have fun so I tucked him in. At that moment his eyes were killing me. I smiled to myself.

When I was by the door I turned back and shook my finger.

I look into the fridge. There's not much in here. What can one cook out of cheese and sweet-sour sauce?

Maciek comes into the kitche.

-Hi – I say

-Hey. Is Jin home?

-Yes. He just got to bed.

He nodded, put dirty dishes to the sink, pulled clean glass out of cupboard and orange juice from fridge.

-What are you doing in our kitchen? – he asked

-Some food for Jin but there's nothing in here.

Maciek looked at products that I spread. He thought for a while and took pasta out.

-Maybe spaghetti – he said putting a package of pasta on a table

-You are very helpful my friend – I patted his shoulder.

-I can be even more helpful if I'll cook this – he said rolling sleeves up.

He was right, with his help I cooked nice smelling and looking dish in 40minutes. It turned out to be quiet big portion so we all could eat.

I called Jin. I'd rather not bring food to bed because he'd make more noise than needed.

-Jin, food is served – I said when I walked into room.

He was sitting with his head leaned on a wall. He was on a phone with someone. And that's all about lying.

Jin's POV

I swear I will kill him one day! I'm not a baby!

Jackson crosses the line with taking care of me. Did he just tuck me in? Shook his finger? Aish! That's crazy!

I was lying down for a while staring at the ceiling. It isn't my real home, still better than hospital though. I hate them...

Someone is ringing me. I sat on bed and reached for it, it was on my desk.

Oh no! NamJoon wanted to facetime me. Why should I do? I still have got a big plaster on my forehead. I can't hide it! My dangseng wasn't giving up and kept calling. I had to answer.

- Jin Hyung! Annyonghaseyo! – they said all together – We can't see you. Turn camera on.

-Hey guys. I've got problem with my phone and camera doesn't work. We have to talk like that – that's how I wanted to lie to them and avoid hard questions.

-You are lying Hyung. Turn camera on otherwise we'll suspect something bad happened. – said JungKook.

Why him? I could say no to someone else but not him. Plus I really wanted to see them. I sighed and turn it on. I set up with my side so plaster doesn't get that noticeable.

-Better? – I asked

-There you are. Broken phone, nice try – smiled JiMin

-How are you? – asked Hobi

-Nothing new. What about you?

-Same. Hyung you don't look great – said NamJoon.

Damn it! Can't hide anything from them.

-You think – I said. Don't ask, I can't lie.

Six pair of eyes was staring at me as intense as facetiming let it. I felt observed. I knew I'll them everything in a second because there will be no way to hide it. I didn't want to worry them. Suddenly JungKook's face took all shot.

-Hyung, what's wrong with your head? You have a plaster! – he said terrified

-How do you even notice this? – I touched plaster on my head

-You can't hide anything from me.

-What's happened? – asked worried TaeTae.

-Not a big deal. Don't worry.

-Hyung, I can tell you are lying from here. We need to make sure you're okay. Maybe we will visit you? – said JiMin.

It got me speechless. How would they come here? They have got a lot of work to do. They don't know what country I'm in. And what would I do with them? Six men is a lot!

-Gyus, I don't think it's... good idea – I answered slowly – You don't even know where I am.

-In Poland, Europe – they answered together.

-But how...

-We checked your phone's area code, nevermind – said NamJoon

-I see. I really want you to come just not now. Let's do it different time, ok? I promise to call you more often – I made cute face. Still know how to.

-Jin, food is served! – I heard Jackson's voice.

He was standing in door wearing pink kitchen apron. He looked funny. Pink doesn't suit him. That apron is mine. It's not that hard to assume, is it?

His face was telling it straight away: You should rest, not be on a phone.

I finish chatting to my band and go to the kitchen with him.

Food smells amazing, tastes even better. I eat quiet greedily. Food in hospital was awful. I can feel I've lost some weight. I'm suprised Maciek eats with us. Actually he saved my life, I can't say no to him.

-Maciek – I start. He looks at me surprised. – Thank you for your help. I've heard it was you to find me.

-You are welcome. I didn't do much.

-Doesn't matter how much you've done but what you've done. You did great – added Jackson

We looked at each other and smiled.

Maciek isn't that bad and his English is great.

translation by oxyzxyzo