Jung Taek.

Hot Kisses.

"Stop right there, Jung Taekwoon," you pointed a finger at him.

Ignoring you, Taekwoon quickly got out of his sneakers and walked towards you; his eyes fierce and angry. You were already burning up with a fever but his intense glare almost burned you alive.

"Why didnt you answer my calls? I thought we were going out today?" Taekwoon asked.

"I...um, I kind of had a headache this morning so I took some medicines. Surprisingly it knocked me out, unlike all the other medicines I've had before haha-"

Not a second later, Taekwoon had closed the space between you and reached his hand out to your forehead. He was feeling for your temperature.

"Why didnt you tell me you were having a fever?"

"I am?" You were dazed.

You felt your forehead and frowned. It wasnt that warm. Or was Taekwoon's hand just cold? You reached for his hand and put it on your neck. He flinched.

"You're boiling," he said quietly.

He was frantic but he tried to cover it up. I bet he never had to take care of anyone sick before, huh? You wondered. You started to walk over to the couch but then your legs gave way.

Taekwoon was quick to catch you.

"Oops. Thanks," you chuckled weakly.

"This is ridiculous, we have to get you to the hospital," he said, picking you up in his arms.

"What? No. Thats too troublesome. Lets just stay home. I know how to take care of sick people," you mumbled.

"But you're the one who's sick. How can you take care of yourself?" Taekwoon started to worry.

"I have you, dont I? I'll help you so dont worry. Just follow my lead, okay?" You kissed his neck.

Hesitating, Taekwoon eventually nodded. Still in his arms, you were brought to your bedroom and laid on the bed. You instructed him to get a towel from your cupboard and dip it in cold water before teaching him how to use it. He caught on quick; he wiped your arms and neck along with your seething forehead.

"Okay good. I already ate and took my medicines 2 hours ago so the next is another 2 hours. You can take it easy now," you said, resting your hand on his.

He was seated by the bedside, face all scrunched up worried for your condition but all the while, he remained quiet. What is it? You wondered. He reached his hand out and fixed your hair. His hand was cold, just as you thought.

"Hey...are you angry? Because I didnt pick up your calls?" You asked him quietly.
He sighed and nodded.

"I was scared if anything had happened to you."

"Its alright, I'm okay now. Besides, its just a normal fever."

"I know. Next time though, text me asap if you feel sick because I need to be prepared, okay?"

You nodded. The creases on Taekwoon's forehead was still visible which means he was still worried about something. Reaching out, you caressed and cupped his cheek with your hand.

"I bet I can fry an egg on your hands," he said quietly, smiling.

"You can try."

"What-"

"But only if you give me a kiss," you said, puckering a bit.

"...but you're sick," he said carefully.

"What...afraid you might catch it? Dont worry, I'll take care of you then. I'm really good at that."

"No its not that. I just...I dont think I'd stop just because you're sick...and then you're only going to get worse," he looked away, his ears slightly blushing.

"See if I care," you mumbled as you sat up.

Before he could even do anything, his collar was in your hand and his lips were latched onto yours. It didnt take long before he got into it, pulling you closer and eating your lips out. It was so hot, your head was melting. Taekwoon's tongue was as swift as ever but his hands were slightly rough, feeling the burning skin on your neck, your nape and your collarbone. The sensation almost blacked you out. Panting, Taekwoon pulled away and inspected your facial expressions.

"I'm sorry, I was too much, wasnt I?" He apologized.

"...not enough. I want more," you breathed.

A hand went up to close your mouth. You looked at Taekwoon and couldnt help but feel giddy. He was blushing furiously.

"Are you turned on?" You muffled.

The hand on your mouth tightened. You were right, then. Slowly, you pulled it away and kissed his palms.

"I'm sorry too, for not being able to give more at the moment. You may claim the rest after I'm all better, okay my dear customer?" You pat his chest lightly.

Biting his lips, he nodded. His shoulders slumped and eventually he let out a long sigh. Standing up, he gently pushed you down to lie on the bed and pulled the covers up, tucking you in. He pecked a kiss on your lips but before you could catch it, he pulled away, clicking his tongue at your behaviour.

"I'm going to go make some snack and I'll be back. Sleep. If you feel weird, yell, I'll come," he said.

And then he left. You laid there for more than 10 minutes but you just couldnt fall asleep. You wanted Taekwoon, here by your side as you sleep. So you screamed. Indeed, he came running but seeing that you were okay, he stood by the doorway and leaned on his side. He smiled.

"I'm not giving you anymore kisses. You looked like you were about to pass out then," he said.

"...I want to be sick more, not too sick but just enough so you'll kiss me more."

"I'll kiss you sore once you get better."

"...but that kiss then was really different than before. It was a little more, tempting and daring. My heart almost lost it then. I really like it," you said as you tried to act cute.

He laughed and walked over to the other side of the bed. He got in under the covers and turned you to him. Kissing your forehead, he pulled you into his arms and wrapped them nicely around your figure.

"I'll make it so you like all my kisses, sick or not. Now sleep and get better soon. I cant calm down until then," he sighed.

"...fine," you grumbled.

"Thank god its cold outside because right now, you're like a hot pack," said Taekwoon as he drew circles on your back.

"And you're like a blanket. Just the right size for me, plus the warmth," you smiled onto his shirt.

Just the right dose too.