When His Eyes Opened- TK

Chapter 55

Chapter 55

The cold, night air burst into the car, whipping Tae’s hair and calming his nerves.

Jungkook had said that he was not the only one for him.

From that, he figured that as long as he remained adamant about the divorce, he might just agree to it one day The anxiety he felt dulled into relief with that comforting thought.

When they arrived at the mansion, Mrs. Min and the driver helped Jungkook out of the car.

Tae saw that he(Jungkook) was being looked after, so he quietly returned to his room.

It was not long before Mrs. Min showed up in his room and said, “Master Jungkook won’t let anyone touch him, Sir. Maybe you should give it a try! You just need to wipe his face down and help him change his clothes.”

Wipe his face and change his clothes?

Taehyung would have no objections if Jungkook were still in a vegetative state, but he was not!

He might have had a little too much to drink, but he was not unconscious.

He(Tae) had not forgotten the fight that they had in the car on the way home.

“Why not just let him sleep like that?” Tae suggested. “He can take a shower and change himself when he gets up in the morning. Let him be.”

“How could we do that, Sir?” Mrs. Min exclaimed in shock. “Come and try it out with me! He might protest less if you were the one helping him change.”

The door to the master bedroom was wide open when Tae arrived, and Jungkook was lying in bed in a silent slumber.

Mrs. Min shoved Tae in the direction of the bed and said, “Master Jungkook’s had too much to drink, so he might wake up in the middle of the night and throw up… It’s better if someone stays and looks out for him.”

At this point, Tae already knew what Mrs. Mjn was about to suggest.

However, Mrs. Min interrupted him before he could refuse, “This is a crucial period in the recovery of his legs. The doctor said that getting hurt right now would severely affect his rehab treatment later. You should just stay with him tonight!”

Tae’s face twisted into a deep frown as he held back the words of protests he was about to cough up earlier.

Mrs. Min had a point, and he had no reason to refuse.

“You can wait until Master Jungkook has slept for a bit before wiping his face… If you can’t get him to change into his pajamas, you can just help undress him… And let him sleep like that…” Mrs. Min said as she walked towards the room door.

Taehyung felt like his head was about to explode.

Once Mrs. Min was out of the room, he walked to the side of the bed.

Jungkook’s eyes were shut and his breath was heavy. His cheeks were an unusual shade of pink, and he wondered how much he had to drink.

Taehyung went into the bathroom, then reemerged with a bowl of warm water, He placed the bowl on the night stand at the head of the bed, then sat on the side of the bed and began to unbutton Jungkook’s shirt,

He sensed his touch on his shirt, and his hand clasped around his arm in reflex. At the same time, his eyes shot open, revealing a look of extreme caution.

“Let go,” Taehyung said as he stared into his eyes. “Or take it off yourself,”

Jungkook did not want to do anything himself. His head was killing him, Reason had not yet escaped him, but his body was already numb from the alcohol, He let go of his arm, and Tae proceeded to successfully remove his shirt and unbuckle his belt.

Just as he was about to take off his trousers, Jungkook’s large hand grabbed onto his slender wrist.

This time, his grip was tighter,

“Who let you in my room?!” he roared as his chest rose and fell. “Who let you take off my clothes? Have you always been such a loose guy?”

Taehyung was flummoxed.

Was this the power of alcohol?

It was likely that he would not remember anything about what happened that night when he woke up the next morning At that thought, Tae released his inhibitions.

He pushed his hand out of the way, grabbed onto the waistband of his trousers, and yanked it off after a couple of hard yanks.

Jungkook’s brows furrowed tightly as he glared viciously at him.

He paid him no mind and moved on to dumping the clothes in the laundry basket.

He then picked up the face towel from the bowl of warm water, wrung it dry, and proceeded to dab the warm towel on Jungkook’s furious face.

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A/n

I was just wondering if I do have some readers who actually just quit whatever they doing and say - ' I'll do it later my favorite author updated my favorite story'
Lol, I think sooo highly of myself!
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