Lost My Way🔞《 kth~jjk × Y/n 》

26) Mr. jeon's place

You woke up at a completely strange place. Although the fever had just been brought down, you still felt dizzy and tired.

You sat up and rubbed your temples. Some recalled vague fragments hinted that you must have troubled the doctor again. You looked around– the bedroom, decorated in black, white and gray colors, was super simple and modern in cool style. Beside the balcony, kinds of models of sports cars and off-road vehicles filled a whole embedded glass wall.

It turned out that the doctor was a collector. You could not help showing a smile. The moment when you got off the bed, you saw the bedroom’s door be gingerly pushed open. It was so strange that you peeped out with curiosity, holding your breath.

Slowly and gently, jungkook pulled the door that was ajar, not seeing you who had already sat up. You wondered why this doctor behaved like a thief in his own house?

The next second, the head of a big golden dog popped into the room. Seeing that, JUNGKOOK could not restrain himself anymore, lowered his voice and grinded his teeth to the golden guy, “Hey, boy, get out of here! Go! Go! Go! How curious you are! I’ve been hiding from you like this, and you still come back here, uh huh!”

Seeing the doctor’s behavior, you sniggered. The big dog was so flexible that its body swooshed in from the crack as soon as its head came in. It was really a beautiful golden retriever.

Jungkook stood aside in almost tears, with a bowl of porridge in his hand, and said to you, “It doesn’t bite people. It’s just a little big… Don’t be afraid of it.”

The dog went close to you, and both of you looked at each other in a silly way. The golden retriever wagged its tail as if greeting the new visitor. You stroked its head, smiling at jungkook, “I’m not afraid of dogs. I like animals very much.”

You were sitting by the bed, and on your instep rested a pair of huge golden paws.

Jungkook relaxed, his facial expression softer and gentler, came up to you and handed you the porridge, “Eat some millet porridge. It’s boiled for a whole morning and the taste is good.”

“I always bring you so much trouble every day and I feel so sorry…”

Jungkook sat by the side of you, with the dog like turning into like a dog-skin blanket, lying on the floor so that jungkook could relax his feet. The pupil color of jungkook, similar to that of the golden retriever, was gentle brown filled with loyalty. He looked at you, shaking his head, “Did you always treat a friend in the way you treat an outsider? Or you don’t even regard me as a friend of yours?”

“Nope,” you hurried to shake your head, long eyelashes drooping, as if trying hard to organize language, “I just feel embarrassed to bother anyone else… But I’m so glad to meet you since I haven’t made a new friend for a long time.”

Jungkook was satisfied with your answer. He urged you to have some porridge and then take the medicine. He said, “Stay here a few more days.”

You froze upon his words, and then bantered, “I’d better leave. Personal physician sounds expensive.”

“There’s nobody in your home. Are you sure you can take care of yourself?” jungkook was clearly sounding out you about your private life, but pretending that he just mentioned that casually.

You did not express an opinion, clearly showing that you would not like to talk about it.

“You stay here today, and tomorrow I’ll drive you home and get some medicine from the hospital in passing,” jungkook did not urge you , kicking fat hip of the golden retriever, “Play with my brother here.”

You found it both funny and annoying, “Doctor, I have four kittens to feed at home.”

Jungkoook did not remember seeing an animal in your home, but still promised, “I will send someone to feed them. If you go home and have a fever again, you’ll be in trouble. Don’t think about it. Just rest for a while.”

You could not even find out a reason to refuse him. Jungkook left with the bowl in his hand, leaving the dog jumping on the bed agilely.

This was the first time for you to see a doctor who liked animals and didn’t suffer from mysophobia… The golden fellow seemed to have been very accustomed to lying on the bed, resting half its body on the lap of your. Stroking the dog’s head, you, who had eaten the millet porridge, felt warm in your stomach. Feeling the soft bed and warm air regulated by the air conditioner, you let your mind wander. You had been dreaming of having such a cozy home with taehyung as this one.

The dog, with its damp, hot and soft tongue, licked your cheek, which brought you back down to earth. You pushed it aside. Scratched by its fur at your nose, you felt like sneezing.

After a while, the doctor came back. He might be off duty today. Taking the mobile phone, he lay next to you, stroking the dog and browsing microblog.

“I don’t have a guest room. Because it serves as a fitness room. The bed is comfortable.”

Jungkook used three short sentences to successfully block the question that was almost blurted out by you. It was not awkward for two people to lie in the same bed, each doing his own thing.

Jungkook was in fact thinking that the dog would earn some more bones in its next few meals.