VEILED VISION [Taekook]

CH 10

PLEASE COMMENT A LOT.

--------------

Astounded. Flabbergasted. Staggered.

Is what Taehyung feels staring at the curled up creature in bed, now wide awake and sitting, doe eyes as wide as globe deeply looking into other's.

Jungkook was asleep when he left the room. Taehyung had just returned with black coffee for he had works for tonight. The day had extracted every ounce of his energy and all he dreamed was to sit in the balcony, under the stars and moon, a laptop by his hand.

But the confounded nuisance~what Taehyung would name this unpredictable man, is no more silently snoring, adding to the mafia's headache.

The CEO is completely awake.

It's 3.32 am in the morning.

The older was preparing himself for the countless possibility of questions could be thrown at him in the scenario.

Why am I in your bed? What did you do with me? What happened last night? Who put the duvet on me?

But those silent sleepy eyes gradually dropped lower, discovering a cup on the man's hold. Following his hand, his gaze after thereafter come to see the owner, Taehyung who is with eyes right into him, feet halted near the bed.

"I'm hungry!"

Taehyung was close to getting a heart attack, the sudden revelation aroused a shocking sensation inside that was not visible on his face.

The mafia could only advance the cup forward which instantly got grabbed, rather snatched.

Taehyung's eyes flicked toward Jungkook, and for a moment, neither spoke. They simply looked at each other, a charged silence that seemed to amplify the tension in the room.

"Can't sleep?" Taehyung asked, his voice low, almost as if he were genuinely curious.

Jungkook took a long sip, but he didn't answer, unwilling to admit to any weakness in front of his captor. Instead, he looked away, directing his attention back to the window.

Taehyung seemed unbothered by the lack of response and moved to sit on the bed, a few feet away. He didn't press Jungkook to talk, nor did he throw in his usual barbed remarks. He just sat there, legs stretched out, staring at nothing in particular.

The younger's orbs enlarged, roaming around the room,the red and black interiors now appearing endless under the faint night lamp.

"Massive right?" The mafia smirked with a side glance.

Jungkook immediately lowered his gaze when it, after scanning the room, landed into it's owner. The room's owner is not covered in a shirt while the entire room is enveloped with large long curtains.