Scared To Get Too Close (Vkook)

Fateful Encounter

Several sensations hit Kim Taehyung at once.

1. The dizziness caused by the excessive consumption of alcohol.

2. The fact he wasn't wearing a jacket in this cold, wintery weather, especially since it was snowing.

And 3; The foul burning at the back of his throat from when he just vomited, minutes earlier. He could still taste it on his cracked lips.

He thought about walking home, from where he was outside of the bar he had been drinking at, but as soon as he started to walk, he had a feeling he wouldn't make it home, with all his stumbling. Although his house was literally just down the nearby street.

His fingers started to buzz from the numbness of the cold, his body shivering all around. Okay so maybe getting drunk and ending up getting kicked out of the bar in this weather wasn't the brightest ideas he had, but there wasn't much he could do about it now. Except maybe try to find a way home. He tried his legs once again, forgeting that he had enough money left to get a taxi.

Suddenly the world started to spin and Taehyung found himself drowning into pitch black darkness.

×××

Taehyungs eyes fluttered open, only to stare at an unfamiliar white ceiling. A heavy pounding hit him at an merciless pace as soon as he lifted up his head. He groaned and dropped his head back down on to the pillows below him.

"Ah, you're awake?" A voice startled him and he unconsciously spun his head to the direction of the voice and regreted it instantly.

"Hey, not so fast, you'll make it worse," A voice soothed, helping to gently sit his head back onto the pillow. He got a glimpse of black hair, but didn't see his face clearly because of the blinding light that shined out of the curtains. He felt like a vampire that could die once he stepped into that light. So he squeezed his eyes shut instead.

He could feel a hand gently stroke his hair, and normally Taehyung would be weirded out, but the sensation was strangely relaxing in this state of his.

"Where am I?" He asked the anonymous figure, while trying to recollect his memories from last night.
"My place," he stated as if it was an obvious answer, retracting his hand away from Taehyungs forehead.
"I found you passed out in the snow last night, and decided to bring you home before you froze your ass off."

"Oh . . . god, I'm so sorry." Taehyung groaned, covering his face with his hands in mortification. "You should be." The man replied coldly, making Taehyung feel ten times more guilty.

"Look, I'm not sure how yet but, I'll make it up to you."
The guy snorted.
"Okay. Whatever you say."