Help Me Touch You || Vkook ff

Chapter 83

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To experience life many things come into play. Environment, family, intellect, challenges, senses, emotions, many different factors harmonize to bring about a single experience. It wouldn't be a stretch to say the senses play a big role in everything. If one of them were to be missing, the whole experience would change; the feelings about said experience would change as well.

The lack of each sense would change the experience in a unique way. Yet when we say missing senses we usually focus on two; sight or hearing. But the thing is, the lack of any of them would limit us.

Taehyung had been robbed of touch. Yes, he could touch everything, but the fact that he hadn't been able to feel someone's hand on him since he was a child, he felt robbed, wronged. One doesn't know how much that matters until it is lost. Taehyung has been surrounded by people all his life, regardless of the fact that he has been secluding himself to the best of his abilities. Yet to be around many yet never in contact with anybody has felt so lonely.

Taehyung was a beautiful doll on a pedestal. Always admired but never touched. Being touched, being caressed and loved, it has been his biggest longing and his worst fear. Such a dilemma plaguing his experiences, it was only natural that Taehyung shied away from all human contact. After all, having what you want most and what you fear most always within reach stripped him of any peace Taehyung managed to keep for himself.

Jungkook found himself hurrying to reach Taehyung when he heard those words.

The man sounded so distraught.

"We need to talk." – Taehyung had said.

"What's wrong? I'm on my way. Where are you?" – asked Jungkook, worry evident in his voice.

"No, not now, I'm working, but I'll wrap it up within an hour. Are you free?"

"Yes, yes, I'm usually free on the weekends. Where do you need me to be?"

"Just come to my place in an hour or so, I should be home by then."

"Ok, I'll see you then."

Jungkook hung up. He was soon out of his door and in front of Taehyung's. The man might have said an hour, but Jungkook could not sit around and wait; not when he was this worried. Waiting some 30 – 40 minutes more accessible to Taehyung was better than to pace in his own room.

Soon enough the time passed as the last of his patience ran out. Then Taehyung was there, just there in front of his place, looking at a stressed out Jungkook who looked like he had camped out a night and a day on the floor.

"Hey... When did you get here?" – Taehyung asked.

"A little bit ago." – Jungkook muttered as he pulled himself off the floor and onto his feet which seemed to have gone a bit numb.

"I told you it was going to take at least an hour. I hope you didn't come as soon as I called. You didn't, right?" – Taehyung asked as he turned his back to Jungkook, a smirk on his face at the knowledge of the true answer to his question. He removed his keys from his pocket and slid it into the lock and opened the door to let Jungkook in.

"No, no, it's barely been 10 minutes; don't worry." – Jungkook said as he walked inside while lightly hitting his legs with his fists to speed up waking them up. The pins and needles all over them were an annoyance at the very least while he was wondering what Taehyung needed to talk to him about. – "So do you want to tell me what your call was about? I've been worried."

"Why don't we just get comfortable first? Wash up and sit on the couch, I'll be right with you."

It wasn't long until the two men were sitting, facing each other, one eager to speak, the other to listen.

"Someone touched me today."

There was a pause.

Taehyung looked curiously into Jungkook's eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"While I was working, someone grabbed my arm to get my attention."

"But, you're here! You haven't shifted! Did you not get a panic attack?"

"That's just it. I don't know whether this is good news, bad news or just plain odd."

"What's odd?"

"I don't remember it. I didn't notice it. And it's driving me crazy! I have been hoping to have somebody touch me and stick around to process it and I missed it! The most important milestone for me and I wasn't paying attention. What do I do Jungkook? This was supposed to be cathartic, not anticlimactic."

"What are you saying Taehyung? This is still such good news! You were grabbed and you didn't panic and there was no shift, you stayed. This is such a step forward! I'm so excited for this. It's major progress!"

"Only because I was unaware! Otherwise I would have panicked and shifted!"

"Exactly Taehyung, you're not listening to yourself. You were unaware. That means you're bringing your walls down. You're not on high alert all the time anymore! And that's better news for me than it would have been to know that you touched someone willingly and were okay. Taehyung, this is just magnificent. Take it for what it is; immense progress. Congratulations."

Jungkook's smile warmed Taehyung's heart.

"Ok, but it still feels disappointing. I've feared yet waited for this moment forever; to feel human touch and not cower but really feel it."

Taehyung paused and then looked into Jungkook's eyes.

"I want a redo. This is not what I want to remember as the first time. I want another shot at it."

Taehyung was asking silently and Jungkook understood but dared not assume.

"What are you saying, Taehyung? I- I don't understand." – Jungkook was starting to stutter, his nerves starting to get the best of him, yet Taehyung seemed so bold. Isn't this a funny world?

"Yes, you do. Don't play dumb. I know you understand."

"Taehyu-"

"Please."

"But-"

"Touch me."