Taekook Oneshots

Care

Angst/Fluff ⛈🥀☁️

Emotionally the top: Jungkook
Emotionally the bottom: Taehyung

TRIGGER WARNING: this will be talking about depression, especially the worst side of it! Please skip or get off this story if this triggers you or makes you uncomfortable in any way!

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"We're gonna get you all clean, okay baby?" Jungkook says, hoisting Taehyung up into his arms to carry him to the bathroom. Taehyung can't say anything, though, just simply resting his head on Jungkook's chest.
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"Baby?" Jungkook calls out when he gets to Taehyung's apartment. It's too quiet, usually there's a TV on or music or Taehyung singing in the kitchen. Jungkook's eyebrows furrow some, confusion laces his face as he steps inside and closes the door.

"Babe?" He tries to call out again. No answer. All the lights are off and it's dead silent. He walks up the small flight of stairs leading to the bathroom and his boyfriend's room, knocking before entering the dark space.

"Tae?" He says softly, peering his head in the door. He's hit with a foul stench, but he's quick to step inside anyway. He's in no place to judge, Taehyung was obviously going through a bad depressive episode.

He sees the gray-haired boy underneath the mountain of blankets and clothes on his bed. He goes over to him and rubs his back, letting him know he's there in case he didn't hear him. He feels and sees him jump some, telling him he was probably asleep.

"Hey, baby. I'm here now." He runs his fingers through his greasy and grown out hair, hearing his boyfriend sigh. He can't tell if it's out of relief, content, or sadness. Maybe it's a mix of all three.

"Can you sit up for me, love?" He asks gently. Taehyung doesn't move. Jungkook knows what to do, sticking one of his hand behind his shoulders and another on his waist, helping the boy sit up. He takes the blanket off him and gets hit with another smell; urine.

"Tae, how long were you laying like this, baby?" He asks, worry filling his eyes. Taehyung doesn't know, all of his days blurred together. He gives the littlest shrug of his shoulders, keeping his head down.

"We're gonna get you all clean, okay baby?" Jungkook says, hoisting Taehyung up into his arms to carry him to the bathroom. Taehyung can't say anything, though, just simply resting his head on Jungkook's chest.

He sets the almost unresponsive male on the counter, gently taking his shirt off. He then fills up the tub for a few minutes, putting in a bath bomb and bubbles. He takes off Taehyung's soiled pants and underwear, setting him in the warm bath water. Jungkook washes his back, rubbing Taehyung's tense muscles and using the warm water to relax him. He then washes his hair, letting it soak in the strawberry shampoo before covering his eyes with one hand and using the other to gently rinse it out. He lets him sit in the tub for a few more minutes, taking him out since the water was getting cold.

Taehyung is picked up by Jungkook, getting wrapped in a fluffy towel.

"Now we're gonna put you in clean and comfy clothes because you deserve to feel good," Jungkook smiles, kissing Taehyung's forehead. Taehyung still didn't say anything, just the inner corner of his lips tugging upward. Jungkook could tell he was a little happier than when he came in.

He dresses him in a long sleeve light blue shirt, along with soft gray pants. This outfit was Taehyung's favorite on bad days.

Jungkook puts him down on a chair in the room once he's dressed to change the soiled sheets. He changes the sheets, making sure they're soft and gentle on Taehyung's sensitive skin. He goes back to the male, crouching in front of him and holding his hands that were on his thighs.