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“Hey!” he yelped, hands batting at the threads. He didn’t get very far and shortly he was entwined in them. Jungkook froze, eyes wide and glazed. Jimin could hear namjoon's cheerful shout behind him and felt a sickening drop in his stomach at the blank look on Jungkook’s face. It was all happening so fast.

There was no time to move as the threads changed to bright red and doubled back, heading to Jimin. Shimmering red brilliance danced across his vision and he only had time for one thought before darkness swept over his mind:

Oops.

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Voices hovered on the edges of his awareness.

“-- not even fully understood how it worked!”

“We were only trying to help!”

“Well help or not, you’ve caused a great deal of trouble.”

“Is he...is he going to be okay?”

“Yes, they will both be fine, but there is a reason this type of spell was banned.”

Softly. “We didn’t know...”

Something wrong. Something missing. Where was...?

A gasp. “Oh! He’s moving! Jimin!”

Hands touching, grabbing. Not what I want, leave me alone!

“Wait Jimin, what’s wrong? You should stay in bed!”

“Don’t fight us!”

“Back off you two I thought this might...well, let's just step back and see.”

The obstacles were gone now. Body not working quite right...there it goes. Have to find the missing part, so close, it’s near. A few steps, three, two, there! Warm skin under his hands, the other one moving to allow him space. So tired, but all here, all parts together. Settling down next to the other one, arms wrapped securely around him.

“I think I’m going to be sick.”

“Namjoon!”

Silence.

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The first thing Jimin noticed was how warm and comfortable he was. His head and the right side of his body were resting on something solid, warm, and moving. Moving? Yeah, that’s right, a slow, soothing, up and down motion. His other senses began sending him reports. A faintly musky, pine tree scent filled his nose. The sound of even breathing came from above him, while puffs of air stirred his bangs. And damned if that weren’t a hand resting on his shoulder blades.

Oh, okay, I’m in bed with someone, he thought. Normally this would have set off alarms, but in his muddled state, all he felt was pride at his leap of brilliance. I should know who it is. Rather silly to be in bed with someone and not know who it is.

Pleased with this idea, he shifted around to bring his companion’s face into better view. He opened his eyes to find the world terribly out of focus. [Ooh, right. Glasses.] Jimin pushed himself up further, right arm casting about what looked vaguely like a bedside table in hopes of finding his glasses. The chest under him heaved with a deep breath and the arm around him tightened in response to his movement. Finally, his hands closed around cool metal and glass. With a little ‘aha!’ of triumph, he fitted his glasses in place and peered up at his bedmate.

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