My Boy [under editing]

Ch. 29

A NEW START?

❝only you, again, I'm acting weird in front of you.❞ 
—bts, blanket kick.

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hyemi

his eyes. "j-jungkook," I was lost in his eyes—how long has it been since I've seen those eyes. he came forward, immediately he gripped my hand and pulled me away from where the shattered glass. "no, it's okay—"

"you hurt yourself while picking up the pieces," he said while staring at my finger before his eyes landed back at me. time stopped for a moment while we were too busy searching for words but then he looked away to break the atmosphere.

and that was when I realised that he was only on his towel, "yah—" I looked at the side, "don't you have classes today?" I asked, hoping that he could at least put on something. he let go of my hand and walked out from my room without saying anything.

i thought he was going to wear something but he entered my room back with a first aid kit in his hands. "I decided to skip today," he replied with calm—a little part of me was disappointed with it because I was having a battle with my heart that kept on beating fast.

he cleaned my finger with an alcohol swap and then wrapped it with a plaster, "you can just leave—" without waiting for me to finish, he left my room again. i did want him to leave, but i didn't expect him to act cold. "you can't just make me cry and then fall for you again—"

I was startled when he walked back inside with a broom and a black plastic bag, "I'll leave you alone right after I clean this up, just stay on your bed." at one point, he was cold and then another, he was warm. "were you trying to get some water?" he gently asked after he was done.

"y-yes," i answered with stutter—gosh, i couldn't help but to stare into his eyes again and again. but i had to shake my head to get my sense back, "you can go after this, I can a glass of water by myself, you should at least wear something."

I tried to speak as fast as I could before he would cut me my words, he looked at himself with his jaws dropped, "ah—" he chuckled lightly, "i'm sorry, i'll go change first and then I'll get you a glass of water—"

"no! you don't have to! i can walk!" just when i was about to stand, he came forward which made me stop on track. it was as if we were continuing where we left off earlier, "i am seriously fine and i can walk on my own."

his hands rested on my shoulders and slowly he made me sit back down, "i never said you can't," he placed his hand on my forehead for a couple of seconds, "but it's better for you to rest, your temperature is high."

"don't you have classes?"

"i told you i decided to skip—" i was going to ask why but he seemed to read my mind and i started to regret it, "to take care of you." i quickly looked away and lied on my bed, i covered my heated cheeks with my blanket, "are you okay?" i nodded my head as soon he asked me.

once he closed the door, i kept kicking my blanket and my fever was too funny to me. rather than feeling cold, i felt my whole body was burning, and my heart—it kept on pounding too loud that i could even hear it right after he left my room.

i had to remove my blanket aside while i fanned myself, i ruffled my hair aggressive like a lunatic woman, "why are you easily swayed by him?????" I screamed on my pillow, so he couldn't hear me but then i realised that he was trying to twist my doorknob.

i hurriedly grab my blanket back and lied on my bed, covering my whole face so he couldn't see my red-heated cheeks. "here's your water, I ran to the nearest pharmacy to buy some antibiotics. I know you haven't eat breakfast, I'll try to make some porridge after this."

"jungkook," he responded with a gentle humming, "thank you." even if i wasn't looking at him, somehow i knew he was smiling by himself—i just didn't know how but i just knew. "you shouldn't skip classes for me, i'm doing fine."

my cheeks were getting more heated after i realised that his hands were holding my blanket, he pulled it a little to see my flustered face. and that was the first time I saw him smile—even when we were still together, he barely smiled.

that time, his smile was genuine—just like before we were together. "w-what are you doing?" I blinked my eyes repeatedly before I diverted them away from him. I could hear him chuckling again and gosh, I almost thought that I was dying from all the heart thumping and heat.

he didn't say anything but he was showing me his beautiful smile so much that I didn't even realise that he had put a damped towel on my forehead. he took another wet towel and gently pressing it on my face—I couldn't help but to close my eyes in bliss as I felt refreshed.

but the longer he stayed beside me, the hotter i felt and the harder my heart beats. "i'm sorry," he said in whispers—i was startled when my spines shivered listening to his voice that close. "for making you cry."

there was no need for me to assure his sincerity, i knew he felt guilty when a tear had slipped from his eye. he didn't continue talking, and i knew that he was holding himself from crying in front of me.

right at that moment, having him beside me, looking at me right in the eyes—all i wanted at that moment—was to wrap my arms around him and pull him closer so i can give him a hug. and when i was close to do it, he quickly got up from the bed.

"please don't be sick again because of me, i didn't want to say this but—" he took a deep breath while staring into my eyes intently, "i didn't regret skipping classes today, i didn't regret taking care of you," he placed his hand against his chest, "because you make me want to get your heart back and prove you that i can do better." 

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okay, but i hope you guys know where this chapter will lead to *wink face wink face* i barely post author's note, but this is exceptional because is this a new start? *wink face wink face* also, i just want to say that i really miss the old bts songs, i don't listen to them much often now, but their old songs surely made me continue to write! i hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!