Whispers Of The Cursed [TaeJin, JiKook] Completed ✅

"A Desperate Plea"

As Jin collapsed into Taehyung's arms, Taehyung's heart sank in panic. He carefully cradled Jin, brushing the damp hair away from his face. Jin's skin was cold, and his breathing was shallow.

"Jin! Jin, wake up!" Taehyung pleaded, his voice trembling.

He quickly carried Jin to the bed, gently laying him down. Wrapping Jin in a warm blanket, Taehyung rushed to the kitchen and fetched some warm water and a towel. Returning to Jin's side, he began to wipe Jin's face and neck, his hands shaking with worry.

"Why do you always push yourself so hard?" Taehyung whispered, his voice breaking. "Why can't you just let me take care of you?"

As the rain continued to pour outside, Taehyung sat beside Jin, holding his hand tightly. Memories of their past moments together flashed through his mind—Jin's laughter, his tears, and his unwavering love. The weight of his mistakes pressed heavily on Taehyung's heart.

"I don't deserve you," he murmured. "But I promise, Jin, I won't let you suffer alone anymore."

Jin stirred slightly, his eyelids fluttering open. His vision was blurry, but he could make out Taehyung's worried face hovering above him.

"Tae...?" Jin's voice was weak, barely audible.

"I'm here," Taehyung said softly, stroking Jin's hair. "Don't talk. Just rest."

Jin closed his eyes again, too weak to argue. Taehyung stayed by his side all night, ensuring Jin was warm and comfortable. As the storm outside began to subside, Taehyung leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Jin's forehead.

"I'll make everything right, Jin," he whispered. "No matter what it takes, I'll win back your trust and love."

As dawn broke, Taehyung remained at Jin's side, silently vowing never to let him feel alone again.

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As Grandma made her way to the guestroom, Jimin caught up to her, his voice laced with concern. "Where are you going at this late hour, Grandma?" he asked, his eyes scanning the darkened hallway.

Grandma smiled warmly, her eyes twinkling in the dim light. "Oh, I'm going to the guestroom to sleep. You should be with your Alpha in this beautiful weather. Go on, your Alpha must be waiting for you," she said, her voice gentle and encouraging.

Jimin's face flushed with a soft blush, and he looked down, his voice barely above a whisper. "Grandma..."

Grandma's smile deepened, and she patted Jimin's hand reassuringly. "Just go and sleep well, Jimina.... Good Night," she said, before turning and disappearing into the guestroom.

Jimin watched her go, his heart beating with anticipation. He closed the doors and turned to head inside, but his footsteps faltered as he saw Jungkook standing near the door, unbuttoning his shirt.

Jimin's eyes widened, and his heartbeat quickened as he took in the sight of Jungkook's chiseled chest. He felt a flutter in his stomach, and his skin grew warm with a soft blush.

Jungkook's eyes locked onto Jimin's, and he started moving forward slowly, his movements deliberate and sensual. The lights flickered and then went out, plunging the room into darkness.

Jimin's breath caught in his throat as Jungkook's hand reached out and gently took his, placing it on his chest. Jimin felt Jungkook's heartbeat pounding beneath his palm, and his own heart skipped a beat in response.

Jungkook's voice was low and husky, his words sending shivers down Jimin's spine. "How much I yearn to love you, to bring you close, to bring you into my life," he whispered, his lips brushing against Jimin's ear.