||𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘?||

[𝟶𝟽:𝟻𝟹 ᴘᴍ]

The silent night breeze lightly touched your face as you sat by the big window in the living room, letting the moon to adorn you with it's enchanting light. Your dark eyes looking grey under the dim light of the night sky covered with the blanket of clouds, the moon shying under those thick blankets letting some of it's light to escape from it's treasure.

A book rested in between your hands, as you roamed your eyes around the words letting them swim in your mind, silently praising the author for writing such an amazing story. The story was taking an interesting turn, taking it's steps towards the shore to reach it's climax, the trilling part had you hooked, completely. Frowns appeared between your eyebrows reading about the characters struggling against a huge storm.

Indulging yourself with reading was a great way to escape from the bitter reality. Fairy-tales are way better than what the reality of life had to offer. But when you sometimes thought about it, even the characters in the book go through their fair share of difficulties before reaching their 'happy endings', in conclusion, even fairytales aren't perfect.

In the book, the characters dance to tune of author, suffer as much as the writer wants them to and in reality we dance to the tune of society, live to satisfy them, if not yearningly, forcefully. The world is one beautiful place, no doubt, it has it's own freedom and happiness but it's just the people that live in it and their rules choking us to suffocation.

Hearing the shuffles in the kitchen you halt your reading before turning your eyes to the source where the noise was coming from. Jungkook was looking through the cabinets, probably searching for something but what disturbed you was his constant coughing. A string of worry filled your heart as you dropped the book on the table, before standing up, your feet taking you to the kitchen area.

"Jungkook"

You softly called his name earning his attention immediately, when he turned around you found yourself gaping at his state. Skin pale, lips dry and dark circles under his eyes all speaking for the latter's poor condition. The man looked drained, feeble, the shinny eyes which once filled with lights looked dull, lifeless.

"What happened to you?"

Your voiced in a whisper, tone dripping with extreme concern but his eyes flashed with confusion as he just weakly smiled shaking his head.

"Nothing."

He simply answered turning around resuming with whatever he was previously doing but you held onto his wrist tugging on it making him turn around again. You pursed your lips gazing into his eyes that had so much to offer yet he hid them so well, too stubborn to show anything. Moving your palm forward you placed it on his forehead and gasped at his body temperature.

"Jungkook, you are burning hot!"

You gasped looking at him with widened eyes but however he chuckled before his lips formed a mischievous smirk, eyes suddenly glimmering with naughtiness.

"I know I am."

Teasing, he winked at you making you roll your eyes at his cockiness before you shoot him a warning glare making him sigh defeatedly.

"Did you take the medicines?"

You asked trying to keep your tone as gentle as possible, you didn't want to offend him in anyway and he just shook his head in response making you gape at his carelessness.

"Jungkook you have a high fever! Did you even see how weak you've become?"

You voiced out your worry, your troubled gaze analysing his not so serious expression. Sighing in defeat you held onto his hand tugging him to follow you inside his room. Making him sit on his bed you strictly instructed him to be seated while you looked for some medicines before giving those to him.

You watched him swallow the medicines without a word before directing him to take rest while you made your way out of the room, to make some soup for him. Jungkook only laid there carefully watching your every movement not making any efforts to protest against your commands. If anything, he was finding your concern rather cute, it was a new sight of you, blooming his heart with new and unrecognisable feelings.

[𝟷𝟶:𝟹𝟻 ᴘᴍ]

Feeding Gureum his meal and putting him in his crib you decided to clean the living room and the kitchen. Once everything was done you made your way towards Jungkook's room to check on him before going to bed.

You opened the door of his room slightly, peeking inside to see the room dimly lit with only the dim light bulb on, Jungkook cuddled up in a blanket. Thinking he had fallen asleep you decided to leave but soon stopped again hearing the whimpers falling of his lips.

Entering the room you closed the door behind you gently, careful not to make any noise. Once you neared his sleeping figure, you crouched down to check his body temperature again, concern filled your mind when you saw the fever hasn't gone down instead it only increased.

Quickly bringing in a bowl of cold water and a cloth, you soaked it on the water before putting it on his forehead and left it there for a minute and repeated the process in hopes for the fever to go down. This went on for half an hour and a sigh of relief fell off your lips once the fever had started going down.

You eyed his peaceful sleeping face making a smile to stretch up on your lips. As if your hand had a mind of it's own, it reached forward to softly caress his flashed and adorable cheeks squeezed against the pillow making it look puffer.

Your heart squeezed slightly and tingles shoot throughout your whole body as he suddenly grabbed onto your hand tugging it under his cheek and in the process pulling you forward. When you tried to prey free from his hold, he stirred up in his sleep making you immediately stop your actions.

"Stay"

Mumbling in his sleep, Jungkook stopped moving again completely oblivious to his surroundings. Defeated you made yourself comfortable by sitting beside him on the bed, letting him to have the freedom to hold your hand as you rested your head on the headboard and slowly slipped into dreamland.

[𝟷𝟸:𝟷𝟻 ᴀᴍ]

SeoJoon drunk his peg of whiskey in one go and afterwards grunted at the bitter taste, before resting his head against the headboard of the couch of the isolated vip room of the club.

A woman sat beside him as she sloppily kissed his neck down to his collarbone but however he felt nothing, your thoughts were the only thing that kept on running into his senses nowadays. Your scent, your pefect body and your breathtaking beauty was all he could think of.

Nothing could satisfy him, until and unless he fulfills his desire to have you in his arms. He was obsessed with you, an addiction which kept on increasing his craving each day. He was ready to pay any price just to have you and he didn't care about the consequences. He smiled maniacally keeping his eyes closed imagining the ways he would devour you.

"Y/n"

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SeoJoon is a disgusting asshole 🔪

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