The Key To Another World 2 ✓

11

I strolled towards the couch, not believing what just happened.

The powerful vampire Jungkook, the cold hearted man who killed my grandfather, who killed Taehyung if it wasn't for Helen, who used me as a personal feeding bag, was caring for me.

Actually caring.

It felt so surreal that I had the feeling there was more to it; it just couldn't be.

But, I for sure wasn't complaining.

Moments like these I wasn't scared of him, that feeling pushed aside.

I smiled as I watched him clean up the mess, the medicine finally working a little. It still hurted, but less than before.

I went back upstairs after making myself a proper hot chocolate, showing Jungkook how to do it while I was at it. He made sure to stay three feet away from the microwave, not trusting it one bit.

"How are you feeling? Does it still hurt? Is there anything else I can do for you?" He asked me, tucking me back into bed.

I shook my head, "It's okay. Thank you for.. Trying. For caring."

His lips curved up in a smile, "Of course. I have to take care of my girlfriend after all," He winked. "Plus, apparently you experience this in order to be able to have kids, so maybe when this ends we could-"

And there goes my hope.

Right.

I interrupted him quickly, thinking of something so he wouldn't continue his words.

"O-ouch!" I yelped, holding my stomach. "Shit, is it hurting again? Damnit!" He cursed, walking back and fort for a bit thinking of what to do.

I was happy he dropped the topic.

I buried myself deeper in the blankets, closing my eyes.

After a minute or two, I felt the bed dip. Opening my eyes again, I saw Jungkook putting an apple on the bedside table, laying down next to me.

"What are you doing?" I curiously asked, raising my brow at the apple he grabbed from downstairs. He shrugged, "Helping you."

With that, he pulled me towards his chest. One arm underneath my head and the other around my waist, his hand resting on my lower stomach, gently rubbing 'the pain away.'

It felt strange being comforted like this, but again, I wasn't complaining. It somehow felt nice. It somehow made me forget all of the bad things.

After a few moments, my eyelids started to feel really heavy. The pain was long forgotten and I fell asleep.

Little did I know, Jungkook was torturing himself so I wouldn't have to be in pain.

Breaking through his human facade, he forced himself to radiate off what he wanted me to feel, even if it meant him being in unbearable pain shortly after I fell asleep.

Grabbing the apple, he quickly bit into it, swallowing.

"Well at least that worked.." He mumbled, wiping some hair out of my face.

I was somewhere in dreamland, seeking for more warmth and I hugged myself even closer to the warm thing next to me, the thing chuckling with a wide smile when I did so.

A pair of lips found their way on top of my head, a small peck given.

"Sleep well, Y/n. When you're awake I'll make sure to have a cup of hot choco ready for you.." He would try his best.