Third Person's POV
"Let's go." Jungkook tugged onto Taehyung's sleeves as he led him in the house.
Taehyung was in awe. The mansion was huge and it was beautiful as well.
"Do you wanna sit in the living room or we can just go to my room? If you're okay with it of course." Jungkook said as he looked at Taehyung expectantly.
"Let's go to your room. I want to open my mask.....it feels really suffocating." Taehyung muttered out and Jungkook froze on spot. He couldn't belive what Taehyung just said.
"Y-you are okay with showing me your face?" Jungkook asked, looking at Taehyung with wide eyes.
"Of course. Let's go." Taehyung said and Jungkook nodded enthusiastically.
The moment both of them stepped into Jungkook's room, Taehyung opened his mask and sighed in relief.
Jungkook turned around to say something to Taehyung and again froze.
Taehyung looks really beautiful, even with those scars. He looks so beautiful and handsome at the same time that Jungkook feels himself getting lost in his beauty.
"Hello?" Oh that voice!
Jungkook wanted to cry in happiness that he finally got to see Taehyung's face. Taehyung showed him his face willingly and now that Jungkook thinks of the voice compliments Taehyung so much.
"Uh oh s-sorry....um you can uh yeah y-you can umm..."
"Why are you stuttering so much, Jungkook?" Taehyung chuckled out and Jungkook let out a whine.
"It's not my fault that you look so beautiful and I can't help but get flustered by your beauty."
"Ah I see." Taehyung chuckled out once again.
"You sit on the bed and I'll get the first aid kit." Jungkook said and walked out his room to get the first aid kit, while Taehyung sat on the bed and noticed the room carefully. The walls were painted gray and the room was probably the size of Taehyung's apartment, posters of pop artists and anime characters are pasted on the wall along with few other paintings which looked like Jungkook himself drew them and a huge family portrait of Jungkook and his parents were framed about Jungkook's headboard. On the bed side table, few other photo frames were there, where pictures of their friends group was framed. Taehyung smiled as he took in the interior of Jungkook's room."Here, have juice for now. I'll make soup for you after I finish applying the balm." Jungkook said as he handed over the glass of orange juice to Taehyung and placed the balm on the bed.
"Um...can you please lift your hoodie?" Jungkook asked and looked down as he felt his cheeks heating up. He tugged on his lip ring when Taehyung complied with his request.
Jungkook winced as he looked at the red bruise which was turning purplish now.
"How did you even manage to get this? This looks so painful. Let me call mom and ask how to treat this properly and I also need to know about the soup recipe." Jungkook said as he called him mother.
"Eomma, mommy, mumma, mommm"
"I'm entering into a conference room, Jungkook. What did you do this time?" Mrs. Jeon sounded like she was used to Jungkook calling her out of a sudden and Taehyung bit his lip to subside his laughter.
"I did not do anything! I called because I wanted to know how to treat a bruise which is turning purplish in colour...." Jungkook couldn't even complete his sentence when Mrs. Jeon cut him off.
"WHY? Did something happen to you? Tell me, I'll book the flight right away just tell me what's wr-"
"Mumma, chill! I'm alright, nothing happened to me, don't freak out. Taehyung got hurt and it's quite bad and he got one large bruise which looks like the ones Dad got once during that Daniel thing....and I got the balm but do I need to apply something else?"
"How did he got hurt? Do you want me to come back? I can always come back."
"Stop panicking mom, we're alright. Just tell me how to treat the wound please?"
"Grab an ice bad and gently place it over the wounded region. After 10 mins grab a soft towel and wipe off the water and apply the balm and give him a painkiller as well. Give that balm to him and to him apply it every night before going to sleep untill his wound heals properly."
"Alright, thank you, I love you. Also, send me your chicken soup recipe."
"Ok.....take care. Tell Taehyung I'll meet him as soon as I return back."
"Okay byeeee"Jungkook kneeled infront of Taehyung to look at his wound carefully and squeezed out a good amount of balm in his hand and gently started applying it over Taehyung's wound. The area was cold because of the ice bag that was placed over it before.
Taehyung winced a bit when Jungkook applied a bit of pressure.
"I'm so so sorry. Oh god, I'm really sorry. Did I hurt you too much? I'm so freaking stupid ahh, I'm so s-"
"Jungkook! It's alright, it's okay, I'm okay. Calm down, calm down." Taehyung calmed the other who was busy freaking out.
"I should have been careful." Jungkook mumbled out and went back to reapplying the balm and Taehyung smiled at the other.
"You are already being careful."
Jungkook felt his cheeks heating up again. He was already trying hard not to focus on Taehyung's abs and his beautiful honey skin which felt smooth under his touch but now Taehyung saying these things are making Jungkook nervous again."All done." Jungkook said as he stood up and smiled at Taehyung.
"Umm if you put down your hoodie it'll smear the b-balm." Jungkook said and he mentally cursed himself for stuttering so much.
Taehyung didn't say anything just removed his hoodie and Jungkook tried hard not to look.
"I'll go make the soup uh you can uh do whatever you want, uh I mean you can go through anything or play games or anything you like....umm I'll be in the kitchen uh if you need anything." Jungkook hurriedly went out of his room to save himself from the embarrassment.Taehyung chuckled as he saw the other sprinting out of his own room.
To be really honest, Taehyung was feeling really giddy.
It's been long since someone took care of him, it's been really long and the thought of Jungkook taking care of his makes him feels something which he himself can't pinpoint.
Taehyung looked around the room, he sees few canvases were kept behind the bed side table and Taehyung didn't want to be intrusive but he just wanted to look at Jungkook's art and Jungkook gave him the permission to do anything he want.
Taehyung grabbed those four canvases kept behind the table and placed them on his lap. Each of the canvases were of meduim size.
The first canvas had a sketch of a old woman looking at her grand daughter playing, the smile portraying her happiness. Taehyung melted at that. These portraits must be for the assignment they got for their art class.
The second canvas portrayed two lovers walking hand in hand and a guy following right behind. The look on the second guy's face shows envy as he smiles mockingly at the pair walking in front.
The third canvas portrays a person sitting beside a grave, flowers and a toy car in her hand. The lady is smiling at the grave with tears in her eyes, portraying grief.
Taehyung's heart melts as he looks at these art pieces. Jungkook really thinks out of the box.
Taehyung finally looks at the fourth canvas and his breathe hitches. He stared at the canvas for a minute and then stares at it for another minute untill Jungkook walks in the room.
"Hey, here's the s-" Jungkook stops when his eyes lands on the canvas Taehyung is holding. The portrait of Taehyung which Jungkook made when he first saw Taehyung. How can he forget about that!?----
^the portrait
(Credits to the artist)
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Born Fighter | taekook |
FanfictionA middle class boy, Kim Taehyung, who only have his sick grandmother in the name of family comes, to Seoul to complete his higher studies and to treat his grandmother. He also has an older step-brother who loves him more than anything in this world...