Stuck With You [Taekook ff]

46 | Would They Make It Out Alive to Visit Again?

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"Hey sleepy head," Taehyung breathed out as he kissed Jungkook on the back of the head. The younger had slept in Taehyung's arms after having his world rocked on the couch the night before.

"Good morning," Jungkook answered, groggily, not wanting to leave the morning embrace they were in, but his bladder had awakened him. Taehyung had him drink far too much wine the night before.

"How are you feeling? Are you hurting?" Taehyung asked with his face still pressed to the back of Jungkook's head.

"Totally fine, thanks to you. I feel very relaxed. You're my personal muscle relaxer. I'm just sorry I fell asleep on you. Or rather, you put me to sleep." He chortled.

"Yeah, I did, didn't I?" Taehyung chuckled. "Well, in all honesty, I didn't. Your world was rocked by a toy. Not me. I don't know how to feel about that."

Jungkook removed the covers and looked down at his clothes. "Did you get me dressed last night?"

"Yeah. Who else?" He laughed, kissing Jungkook again but this time on his neck. Then he finally released him. "I know you have to go to the restroom. I won't keep you."

Taehyung had been up for about an hour. He had already used the restroom and brushed his teeth. Not wanting to interrupt Jungkook's sleep, he eased himself back in bed, spooning him. While he listened to Jungkook exhale small breaths, for some reason, his mind went to their time in New York.

Taehyung couldn't help but think of the explosion. The memory of the blast, or what Jungkook revealed about it still lingered like a bitter taste on his tongue, shivering each time he thought of Jungkook being left banged up and who had been inside the house when it happened.

Taehyung was also concerned about the motivation of this Yerin person. While Jungkook was asleep, he had mumbled her name once. He didn't want to cause Jungkook grief by taking away a relationship with a person he deemed to be his ally, but until Taehyung and his friends could get answers, he had to proceed with caution. He would urge Jungkook to only call her once he knew they would be safe.

Namjoon and the other two had driven by the location, the field of dandelions before they left New York. They saw for themselves that the house was gone, reduced to rubble. Yoongi decided to report the accident so that the area could be thoroughly searched by professionals. The authorities claimed it had been an unfortunate gas leak, for which none of them believed that for a second. Someone had done it on purpose. Someone who was following Jungkook.

And as Taehyung had learned in Las Vegas, sometimes the best way to avoid confrontation was to let the predator think they were in control. So the two had agreed that, unless they saw a gun or if there was another explosion, they'd stick to their original plans, moving through life as if nothing was amiss. Hiding out in the open when it simply wasn't stupid to continue to do so.

Jungkook was back from the restroom. He found Taehyung still lying on his back and in heavy thought. Jungkook got back into bed and halfway on top of Taehyung.

"So what happened after I sort of passed out last night?" Jungkook asked, breaking Taehyung out of his thoughts.

Taehyung chortled. "Well, you didn't pass out from alcohol. I've seen you digest more liquor than a few glasses of wine and rum. But, you fell asleep so fast due to experiencing a sex coma. You were all fucked out." Taehyung laughed again.

Jungkook reached up and thumped Taehyung on the forehead.

Taehyung continued. "I had to pick you up, wash you off, dress you, and get you in bed. I figured you were exhausted from traveling and going to the wedding."