Fragile Longing (Taekook)

Chapter Twelve

And suddenly, the monster in him falls silent, the pain inside him subsides when a pair of eyes, make him realize, that it is that place where his heart resides.........

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Jungkook never had it. The feeling that he felt with that man, he never felt it with anyone. Nobody ever persuade him like that, nobody ever held him like that, nobody ever got so worried over him, nobody ever bear all his tantrums so well. But most of all, he never had anybody who made him feel at home in one glace. Even in darkness, when he should feel fear, all he felt was safe.

So much that all his fears vanished, all his worries went away. He felt like that after a very long time.

Although he had every reason not to. One look at that man and anyone can tell, that person has a violent uncontrolled temper, which sent him literally insane when he was annoyed. Jungkook has seen that insanity all too well. Even when others weren't able to, he saw. He felt it all. The storm brewing behind those dark eyes.

Still he liked it, those unforgiving cold eyes when they were looking at him. Sometime with that soft gaze, sometime rage filled gaze, sometimes with anger, other time with annoyance.

He doesn't care about that of course. As long as those were directed upon him, he doesn't care even if there were fire in those eyes that threaten to burn him many times.

Truth to be told, he never craved someone's attention like that. Until he tasted that weird man's attention on him.

Why? Well, that's something he doesn't know either. "Seriously what is wrong with me?" He asked loudly. "He is ugly, doesn't know how to worship me, his hair always is a mess, and his fashion sense is even worse. So why?"

"Have you finally gotten mad?" The culprit asked from beside him. An amusing grin taking over that face making him glare in return. He was really angry. This man was at fault here. Why..why he have to be so...him?

Jungkook looked. More like stare at the man menacingly. He really really hated this man for making him feel all this things. He really does. How dare this peasant?

"Don't tell me you forgot how to speak suddenly." Taehyung said while chuckling then removing the broken woods from the path. The sun was over their head now. They need to start looking for a way. Though he knew this kid was sick. But at least that glow was back and fever was gone. That was enough to satisfy Kim Taehyung for now.

He looked at the scowling kid from the corner of his eyes. Feeling relief when not finding any trace of uneasiness there.

Sickness was gone and of course that anger came back. Since the time Taehyung had to wake that sleeping kid up, all he has got is glares and curses. As if to prove it, a punch was thrown at his back the moment he looked away.

He hissed then looked back at the kid who was fuming with anger. "What have I done now?"

"How dare you!" Another punch was thrown at his chest. "I hate you. You are bad. Worse, mean, ugly, I hate you Kim Taehyung." Punches after punches keep coming his way until he had to grab at those fists in his hands tightly.

"What is wrong with you?" His chest was still hurting where several punches were thrown awhile ago. "What have I done?."

Big eyes threw daggers at him in return, nose flared, cheeks flushed and lips set in pout. Was he trying to look scary in Taehyung's coat that was engulfing that small frame in whole? If so, then yeah, Taehyung had a hard time getting mad or scared of this little fluff ball.

"You have done everything wrong. You..." The kid seems lost for words. "You big meanie....you"

"What? I what kid?"