Nothing Like Us

34th Chapter.

3rd person POV:

It felt wrong to touch him when Jungkook had shown clear reluctance but he really couldn't let him sleep like that with all those marks which would hurt really badly in the morning if he doesn't apply some cream over it so while trying to touch him as little as he could, he applied some cream over his body wherever it was needed and then covered him with a blanket.

He had no experience being with someone who had any sexual disorder but after talking with Jungkook and his experiences, he had researched a little bit. And as much as he never wanted it to happen, he knew it was inevitable that he will end up making some mistake regarding it some day. He just never expected it to be something they had actually talked about. He had learnt that every person with the disorder is bound to have a different reaction when it comes to being triggered and he had no idea how Jungkook was going to once he is going to fully in his head in the morning.

After covering Jungkook with some thick blankets since he was shivering even in his sleep, he got out of the bed with his phone in his hand as he threw on a pair of pajamas. Picking up his pack of cigarettes with a lighter, he slipped out of the room and into the balcony that has a cosy sitting area.

He lit a cigarette for himself and turned on his phone before calling back the person who had called him earlier. He half expected the call to never be picked up. The man must've called him by mistake but much to his surprise, the call was picked up soon enough.

"Hey, Taehyung." The raspy voice called out to the CEO who exhaled out the smoke before saying back, "hey, yoongi hyung." He's not someone to cry easily. He's really not but friendships matter to him a lot and so do relationships and he seemed to be bad at both.

He was talking to his friend he hadn't talked to since before his marriage and his husband was sleeping who had gone through a panic attack because of his mistake. The guilt. The fucking guilt. A smoke always makes him feel better but even that didn't seem to help him right now. Just the voice of his best friend? Ex - best friend was enough to make him tear up but he wasn't about to cry. He refuses to especially when it's his own fault at everything.

"How are you doing? Did I call at the wrong time? You didn't pick up earlier." Yoongi knew he was on honeymoon and they could be busy but he had made some calculations and has assumed that the couple must've landed not too long ago and must be resting right now so there's no way he could be interrupting something but there's always a possibility that he could be wrong.

"I'm fine and it's alright. He's sleeping now." If it was the old Taehyung, the bitchy asshole Taehyung he would've not said this. That Taehyung would've made sure that yoongi knew what his phonecall caused and would've definitely blamed it all on him instead of accepting his mistake like he is doing right now.

"Oh. Are you.. sure you're okay?" Ah yeah, how could he forget? That man always had a tendency to read right though him. He guesses it didn't change even after they hadn't talked in a while.

"Yeah. Leave it. Any reasons to call me?" He wanted him to get straight to the point because any longer and he'd end up crying. He really doesn't want to do that right now. He exhaled out the smoke again.

"Mmh. We found out the gender of the baby. Thought you'd like to know." Oh. Oh damn. That was the last thing he had expected. He had pretty much assumed that since Yoongi didn't want anything to do with him, that meant he didn't want him in his baby's life either and even though the thought made him want to die, he has managed to accept that so that caught him off-guard.

"Oh? What is it?" He wished he could sound enthusiastic because he really wanted to. He loved kids and he had been so excited for yoongi's child to come out already before everything happened. He was still just as excited and if he sometimes sneakily saw the pictures of yoongi's bump that namjoon sent to jungkook ever saw often, that's only his business.