The Love After | A JJK Werewolf AU

07: The Love Taken Away

Yoongi liked to cup your cheeks. You shiver easily, and so many times during the winter when the both of you would cuddle in his couch with books in your hands, your teeth would chatter. He'd take your face in his hands to soothe you, then when he'd remove them, you'd do it purposely.

His heat was always enough to keep it from happening again, but you'd keep doing it because you liked the feel of him. He figured that out, and you always gushed at his knowing chuckle and his gummy smile at the thought that you want him that close, something you rarely verbalize.

You smile at the memory as your mind slowly awakens, his slender fingers enveloping your face, until reality hits you that he's not here, he hasn't been for 3 years. But rough hands palm your cheek, and your eyes open at the realization of whose it might be, the concern on how this might've happened overtaking you.

Jungkook seems to feel you panic, as he retrieves his hand and slowly opens his eyes. He has that apologetic look on his face again but he's unable to speak.

"You're so close to me," you say, trying to move away.

"You're, uh, you're lying on my arm," he informs you.

You feel the hard limb under your neck and you sit up, unsure how to go about this. You remember laying on your side, cocooned under 3 blankets. You don't know how you ended up lying face-to-face with Jungkook.

"You were freezing last night," he starts. "You were tossing and turning, your teeth were chattering, and I was afraid you were gonna get sick so I... I just cupped your cheek to transfer some of my heat and you, uh, you came closer and you stopped shivering. I didn't do anything else, I promise."

It's the last sentence and the way he said it - full of worry and concern - that causes a pang in your chest.

In the month that you've lived with him, he's been nothing but patient and understanding; you know he'd never do anything that would hurt you or seek to take advantage of you, and for him to think that it's what you would think makes you uneasy, only because you know it has everything to do with your detachment and misplaced resentment towards him.

He laid next to you, worried about you like he always does, warmed you, and probably missed his patrol duties and morning hunt because he didn't want to wake you. You feel sorry, but you're ashamed to say it, so you turn and give him a smile instead, something you rarely do.

"I'm so weak when it comes to the cold," you state the obvious. "I'm the worst during this time of the year."

"Namjoon and Seokjin will go to the nearby town in the coming days. I'll join them and buy hot packs and a heater. The ones here aren't that good," Jungkook says. "Hopefully those will help."

"They will. But so did you." You turn away and don't meet his eyes. "Thank you."

He shyly smiles. "Do you feel sick? You should just rest today. I'll prepare breakfast. Toast and fruits, right?" He asks, getting off the bed and heading to the bathroom.

He sees your hesitant face. "I have that everyday," you pout.

"I can make chicken noodle soup to warm you up," he smiles. "Is that okay?"

You nod happily and watch him leave the room. You settle in bed for a while, feeling rested, given that you didn't chatter all night. You've been trying to hold it in, but given Jungkook's abilities, he probably knew but didn't want to force help if you didn't want it, but you're the one who went closer, he said, and you doubt that's a lie. You seek warmth whenever you feel it, so that's probably what happened.

You wash up and head out, the savory scent of your breakfast exciting you. Wrapped in a quilt, you sit on the dining table and watch Jungkook cook.

There were times when he offered to cook a meal but you always told him you had it covered, knowing he does most of the work getting what you need to prepare them, whether it's the meat from his hunts or the produce from the residents who give them to him as an expression of gratitude for keeping the town safe.