𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍 | Taekook ✔️ Translation

Chapter 10 - Call

The storm was in full swing, and the drops of water were crashing furiously against the windows of the house.I had the unpleasant feeling of being trapped in my own house.To tell the truth, storms had never reassured me. When there were storms, everything was too noisy, too sudden, too dark. I was afraid that the roof of our house would be blown off at the slightest gust of wind, carried away by the fury of the sky.

Usually, Jungkook made sure to stay with me in these moments. He knew how uncomfortable these moments made me. I always snuggled up to him, lulled by his smell, gradually soothed by his warmth. The softness of his breathagainst my skin soon made me forget the violence of the wind outside, enclosing me in this bubble that only he could create.

But for now, he wasn't there, and I had no choice but to create my own cocoon.I nestled into the corner of the living room couch, curled up in a ball, wrapped in the plaids still soaked in Jungkook's perfume.After tucking my head under another blanket, I grabbed my laptop to pass the time until Jungkook returned.I could have spent a good hour watching videos if the ringing of my phone hadn't interrupted me.A smile appeared on my face as soon as I saw his name on the screen. I didn't hesitate to pick up the phone.

"When are you coming home, Kook? Yeontan has already taken your place in the bed, you'd better hurry back before I take over."

The playful tone I had taken in answering her normally left no doubt as to the teasing nature of my response.We liked to tease each other, it was our way of being accomplices.However, there was no answer at the end of the line,But he was used to it.

"My heart? "

Still no answer. I sat up slowly, careful to stay well hidden under the covers, paying attention to what I was hearing, or at least what I was trying to hear.He wasn't offended by that, was he?

"- Jungkook?"

To tell the truth, I wasn't able to hear much. If at home I felt like I was in the middle of the other end of the line, it seemed to be worse.The sound of the driving rain and the untimely rumble of the storm hovering overhead was enough to drown out what I had so hoped to hear. His voice.I sighed when Jungkook called my name.But my breath was quickly taken away when his whisper seemed to die between two jerky whistles. A breath. Weak, fast, loud. All my attention was now focused on the only sounds that stood out from the din caused by the bad weather.

"Tae-Taehyung? "

"- Jungkook? Are you alright? What's going on? "

Something was wrong, and the worry in me rose like a burning fire as the seconds ticked by without any response from him.I sat down abruptly on the couch, the blankets falling to the floor without my paying the slightest attention.

"Jungkook, answer me. What's going on? Did something happen to you? "

I quickly stifled a sob and pulled my sleeve over my mouth, trying to regain my composure.The fear. Panic. Absence. Ignorance. Then the house suddenly appeared to me as a silent box. A horribly heavy, unbearable silence. Without knowing why, I felt thousands of icy shivers running down my back, and this sense of foreboding kept spinning in my head.A thunderclap sounded, plunging the house into darkness. A power cut.That's all I needed. I tried once more to get him to talk, but to no avail. A cold sweat beaded on my temple. Not knowing was killing me. I prayed with all my being, hoping that nothing had happened to him. Anything, but not this.