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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With a little bit of struggle Jungkook finally reached to open the bathroom door. His staggered steps finally came to end as he held the door for support drying his bangs off with the towel hanging on his lean shoulders. His pastel blue tee hung a little low showing off his blissful collarbones and milky skin.
The warm water did help him get better and more sleepy than he already was. Lips jutted out slightly when he found the bedroom empty. He leaned against the closed door standing on the ball of his right feet and left toes supporting a little more.
He signed, closing his eyes, resting his head against the frame as he needed to regain stability to make it to bed without stumbling. The feeling of nauseousness was gone, the headache was fading already but he was feeling extremely weak and the discomfort in feet was making it worse. What needed him the most now was a good sound sleep.
The sound of the wooden door knob twisting made him look in the direction of the noise. A smile was already forming when he saw Taehyung pushing the door by his back as he kept a tray in his hand stable. His tongue poked out from his smeared lips making his cheeks look round and fluffy.
The curly black hair falling over his desirable hazels making them hidden like a gem should as he focused on whatever he was trying to do.
This activity abruptly stopped when he spotted the petite boy who hid his smile quickly just staring at him with his bambi eyes, blinking them wide.
"Oh kook, why didn't you call me up?" Taehyung hurried and placed the tray on the edge of the bed before walking to jungkook.
"I..erm...i did wait for you hyung.." Jungkook looked up at the towering male who wrapped his arms around Jungkook's shoulder making him take baby steps to the bed while the aforementioned boy kept talking,"...then thought why to bother you for this little distance-aiaiaiai." Jungkook groaned sitting on the bed when he accidentally pressed on his wound at the last step.
Taehyung pressed his lips into a thin line looking at him with a 'yeah of course' gaze before crunching down. He picked Jungkook's left foot and rested on his knees. Jungkook hissed slightly when taehyung touched the bandaged area which drew some blood out.
Shaking his head lightly he lifted his gaze to jungkook who was trying to surpass the pained expression by nipping his lips. "Told you not to step on, see that's why…" His voice was firm, making Jungkook a little timid for the first time as he was used to Taehyung's soft voice.
"But I-" Jungkook tried to speak but nothing really came out of his mouth, just his head hung low. I'm not used to getting help. He mumbled to himself, somehow remembering something unpleasant.
"Baek, how are you? I-
"Come on jungkook! Make it quick. M busy." The loud music could be heard in the background making the boy on the other hand detached his phone from ear. He could definitely visualize his best friend's irritated facial expression.
