Chapter 9

                                    

                                          
He gently washed her hair and body, and when he was done, he helped her brush her teeth. He called for Joon and told him to get her dressed while he showered. He was worried about her the whole time he was in the shower. He heard Hobi come in. "I think I figured out what's going on. She might have a concussion. It explains the symptoms, and we didn't notice it because we were so focused on her fever."
Jungkook wrapped a towel around him. "That makes sense. I've heard of those before. What can we do to fix it?"
"From what I read, it's just getting rest. There's not much else we can do."
Jungkook threw his clothes on and returned to the room. Amara was sitting up and eating some mashed potatoes. It made him happy to see her eating; although it wasn't much, it was at least something. After a few, she stopped eating bites: "I can't eat anymore; I'm stuffed."
"Amara, you only had five bites," Tae said with his voice full of worry.
She looked at him, "I promise I'm full Tae Tae."
She leaned into Jimin, and he wrapped his arms around her. She looked sleepy again. But now that they thought she might have a concussion, they wanted to keep her awake, at least for a little bit. "Hey, angel, do you want to teach us more muggle card games?"
Amara turned to look at him, "We can play spades, but it's a team game."
"How do you play?" She spent the next 20 minutes explaining the rules, and then they drew teams. She was on Yoongi's team, Jimin and Tae were on a team, Jin and Jungkook got each other, and Hobi and Joon pulled each other's names.
"This isn't fair. Tae and Jimin can read others' facial expressions, and so can Jin and JK," Joon was complaining, and Hobi started to pout.
"If you didn't want me as a teammate, you could have just said so."
Joon turned his head to Hobi, "It's not that, I promise. It's just we'll never win against them."
They made her laugh; she liked watching them quarrel; they played a few rounds to ensure everyone knew what they were doing. But they all seemed to pick it up quickly; they played for a few hours, and Jimin and Tae whooped their asses. They do have some silent language between them. It was amazing to see.
Amara yawned, "I know you want to sleep, Angel, but you must stay awake just a little longer."
She nodded at Yoongi, "but I'm tired," she whined.
"Well, I know one way I could keep you awake," he whispered.
She smirked at him, "Oh yeah, what would that be?"
He leaned into her, inches from her face. "Making out sounds like a lot of fun to me," he said.
Amara giggled just a bit, and he kissed her. He pulled her closer to him and kissed her. She couldn't even concentrate on anything besides his lips; his tongue swept into her mouth, and she moaned. He reached behind her and she felt his hand on her back, he fisted her shirt and then he laid her back onto the pallet. His lips never left hers; she fisted his hair and wrapped her legs around his waist. She was moaning, and it was getting louder. 
"Do we let them continue or...?"
She started laughing, and Yoongi started cursing at Tae, "You couldn't keep your mouth shut for a few more minutes?"
She pulled Yoongi's mouth back to hers, he was hovering above her still but she needed more. He reached down, and his hands went inside her, well, Jin's boxers. Nothing besides a tampon had ever been in there, but when Yoongi inserted his finger inside her. she felt like her entire body turned online. She kissed him harder, she was close to orgasm, and he was barely moving.