My possessive husband

Chapter 22

Taehyung's POV

The doctor has been gone for over an hour now but he has not woken up yet.

I held his not so warm hands in mine while tears threatened to leave my eyes.

"Taehyung..." he whispered, his conscious retuning while I got up to grab the glass of water with medicines.

Slowly I helped him up and the moment his eyes fell on me, they widened. Not in shocked, not in comfort but in fear.

Water filled his eyes while he backed up from me, muttering

"Please... No..not again.. "

His whole body was trembling as if he had witnessed some devil here.

I lifted my hand to caress his hair but he raised his hands before his face whimpering loudly.

My hand stopped in the air wondering why he did that.

"You thought I was going to hit you?" I asked softly. How can he even think of that.

He backed up on the bed more before whispering "Yo...you have grabbed my hair before."

It was so low as if he didn’t want me to hear it. But I did.

My heart clenched in pain even thinking about it.

No wonder he is always so afraid and uptight around me. I can't even count the number of time I have grabbed his hair harshly and bruised his hands. Even now I could see the purple bruises on them.

It broke my heart to see him like this. How could I do this?

I pulled him into a hug, this time met no resistance as he let his tears flow freely breaking my heart little while I held him tightly silently apologizing for all the wrong things I did.

My fingers automatically ran over his long silky hair while his breathes become even relaxed.

Pulling the cover over him, I opted to leave only to be held by him as he again fell asleep.

Carefully, I got myself into the bed beside him and just like every other night. He hid her face into my sternum, snuggling into my body to get as much as warmth he could.

Truth to be told, his body has always been somewhat cold providing a form of soothness to my warm body.

I kissed him softly before embracing my hands around him when my phone buzzed.

Our or more accurately his photos from tonights party constantly displayed into the screen making my blood boil to tear him (Not Jungkook) down.

This is the third time after our marriage.

Soon Mateo soon. Only I wouldn’t be one to send you to hell but your own blood will.

With that I fell into a peaceful sleep with my love in my hold.

Nobody's POV

Squinting his eyes up Jungkook stretched his hands to find the bed beside him cold and empty.

For some unknown reason, his heart depleted at the absence of his warmth.

Knowing there is no way out, he disregarded his thoughts and got up on his feet not so ready to start his day.

Just then a well dressed Taehyung came out of the closet, the blue blazer making him ten times more handsome.

With a soft smile, he strode towards Jungkook and embraced him in his warm hug surprisingly missed and leaned in to kiss Jungkook. But he turned his face making Taehyung kiss his cheek instead.

Taehyung softly chuckled at his reaction and whispered in his eara seductively

"I won't let you go like this next time, LOVE.

His warm breath tingled Jungkook's cheek and with another kiss on Jungkook's neck, he left leaving Jungkook all shy and red.