Jimin POV~

I don't remember how I got here, I was in Yoongi's car and now I'm in a large living room. I sat up from the couch slowly and looked around, pulling away the quilt that was tangled in my legs. The room was large, dark wood flooring and simple white walls, and a brick fire place that had a few different fall related decorations and candles. A large flat screen was against the wall above the fire place.

I rubbed my left eye as I sat up, looking around more. The whole room was decorated with fall, and Christmas, decorations. A few snowmen pinned to the walls, a mistletoe over the doorway into another room, red bows pinned across the top of the fire place along with some Christmas multi-colored lights. The room smelt of pumpkin pie and cinnamon apple. The smell was warm and comforting, making me relax a little bit.

"Yoongi?" I asked as I stood up from the couch, placing the blanket down so it wouldn't fall to the floor.

"Yeah, I'm in the kitchen. Walk through the open doorway and take a left" Yoongi called out to me, before going back to being quiet. I followed what he said and went into the room with the open doorway, which lead to a large dining room which had a fancy looking dining table with a medium sized crystal chandelier handing over the table. Once again, the room was decorated will fall items and had more candles on the table. I turned to the left and saw a large kitchen. The counters were granite and the floor was white tile, the fridge had two doors and a drawer on the bottom that was a shiny silver. There were two ovens in the wall next to cabinets and they were a dark silver with the glass blacked out on the oven door.

Yoongi was standing at the stove, wearing a simple white t-shirt and grey sweat pants that were really baggy. I bit my lip lightly and walked into the kitchen and stayed by the entrance.

"What are you doing?" I asked as I leaned on the counter, he turned and glanced at me over his left shoulder before turning and was holding a silver teapot.

"I'm making some tea, you want any?" He sent over to the counter I was leaning on, pouring some of the boiling water into a cup that had a tea bag.

"No, I'm okay. Thanks though" I smiled some at him, which he returned with a small smile. I watched him quietly as he set the teapot back onto the stove and turned back to his cup, messing with the teabag.

"Why'd you bring me to your house?" I asked and glanced up at his face, up close he looked much paler in the face and had some eye bags under his eyes.

"You fell asleep in the car before we went to the restaurant, so I brought you here and let you sleep on the couch. You looked pretty tired so I decided to not wake you up. You're lighter than you look" Yoongi chuckled and tossed out the teabag after a moment, turning to look at me in the eyes. I faked a smile and looked down at my hand nervously. Yoongi grabbed my hand gently and guided me to the living room, before sitting on the couch. I took a seat down next to him and put my hands in my lap and stayed still, trying to not move a lot.

"What do you want to watch? We have a bunch of movies on the TV" Yoongi said as he handed me the remote. I took the remote from him gently and searched through the movies that were listed on the TV, a lot of them were mostly romances which wasn't really my style. I continued to look quietly for a moment, before Yoongi started moving next to me. I turned my head and glanced at him, he looked like he was fidgeting in his seat. I frowned lightly and watched him for a moment; he continued to fidget around.

"Are you okay Yoongi?" I frowned and turned to face him completely, he flinched lightly and looked at me; his expression immediately went calm and he smiled.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'll be right back" Yoongi stood from the couch and headed up the stairs, I frowned as I watched Yoongi go up the stairs. I let out a sigh and looked down at my lap, setting the remote on the couch next to me.

Yoongi came down the stairs a few minutes later, he moved slowly and gripped the railing of the stairs tightly like he was afraid he was gonna fall down the stairs. I watched Yoongi with cautious eyes. He eventually made it to the bottom of the stairs and stumbled over to the couch, plopping down next to me where he was sitting earlier. I looked at his face, his pupils were extremely large; you could barely see the brown of his eyes circling his pupil. I frowned lightly and stared at him, something was wrong here.

"Yoongi? Are you okay?" I shook him gently, he only responded with a small groan before leaning on the arm of the couch. He then slouched over and fell asleep against the arm of the couch, and his arm as well. I watched in shock, not knowing what to do or how to help. I didn't know what was wrong. I shook him once again, only to get another groan in response.  I reached over hesitantly and felt his forehead, he wasn't warm. I turned and grabbed the blanket next to me and laid it over him gently, trying not to wake him. I let out a small sigh before standing up and letting myself out of the house without disturbing Yoongi.