In a world of past heartbreaks and shattered trust, Jungkook's walls stood tall, shielding him from further pain. Taehyung, a bright presence in his dark world, sought to erase the scars etched on Jungkook's fragile heart. Devoted to cherishing him...
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"Cuddle with me?" Jungkook asked. His eyes were ruddy and puffy due to earlier making him somehow irresistible at this very moment. His voice sounded tired but somehow hopeful, unconsciously swelling Taehyung's hasty heart.
"I-erm..sure." Taehyung caressed his cheeks with a delighted smile and Jungkook leaned into his touch a content sign left from his cheeks. Everything just feels so right and at ease when he is with him.
"But how about you freshen up a lil then we can cuddle as long as you want...hm? You will feel better." Taehyung told him softly cupping his cheeks and squishing them together which resembled a pout. He just loves to pinch and squish them whenever he can. Like why they have to be this baby-soft.
Jungkook nodded in tiny. Scrunching his button nose while bringing his cloth close. "I do stink." Taehyung ruffled his head and chuckled at that adorable face he just made. "Not that much...in case you were wondering."
Then Taehyung walked to take Jungkook's bag before coming back to him and put it beside him so that he could choose his outfit.
"Don't you feel cold?" Taehyung asked, seeing him pulling thin clothes.
"I do a little," Jungkook replied, finally picking a pastel blue tee and black cotton lounge pants along with his undergarments.
"Then how about I lend you some warm clothes?" Taehyung offered, seeing Jungkook analyzing his bandages after zipping the chain.
"Haven't you seen me in your clothes? I don't wear them, they wear me." He showed how he drowned in them with his hand animatedly while saying making the other laugh at him. But his smile died down when jungkook's one did too slowly and eventually he dropped his gaze, drawing patterns on his lap; he became quiet.
"We could have enjoyed more of this trip if it wasn't me..." he muttered, a sign following in the end. He looked outside the window, "Why am I always ruining things?" He asked, more likely to himself. Mindlessly moving his toes it hurt which made him chew his lips to surpass a groan.
How am I even supposed to take shower now, when I can't even stand on my own?
He marked himself not to go this violent next time. Heck, he wishes there wouldn't be any next time. Because things settle down calmly and practically causes less damage and drama.
He saw footsteps approaching him slowly before Taehyung squatted down at the level of his waist. He put a finger under the younger boy's chin, making him look at him. Their eye contact remained the only source of communication between them until Taehyung let his voice carry his unspoken words.
"For me....it was the best trip ever I had in my entire life and I believe they have the same feelings too. You didn't ruin anything, you can never." His words came out as a whisper as if it was only for him to hear. With those hazel eyes where he couldn't find anything but honestly, purity and somehow love there was no room of argument the male meant what he said.
