The Light [Kim Taehyung]

08. Reaction

"Are you calling me a sinner? "

-Stigma

Author POV

His hand caressed your red cheek and pulled it closer to his. Caught in the heat of the moment you close your eyes awaiting the next action.

Though, he only placed his head on your shoulder; lightly coughing.

[A/N: suCh a tUrnoff. huehue suspense built up to be shattered]

An indescribable feeling of disappointment washed over you, and you found yourself embracing his feverish body.

And to your surprise he clings to your smaller frame, almost as if he were a lost boy that didn't know what else to do.

[a/n: TROYE SIVAN. *cough*]

Soon, his arms went weak and you had to haul him up towards your bed again.

"God, how can one person hold so many secrets?" You muttered aloud, and just threw the covers onto his body.

Feeling guilty you pulled it down, just meeting his chin rather than his entire face. After a moment's silence you decided to head to bed and hopefully by tomorrow Taehyung would be better because you remember how strong his immune system works.

Pulling out a futon and a pillow from the cabinet you laid it down on the floor beside your or right at the moment Taehyung's bed. You shut your eyes in attempt to sleep but end up worrying about the sick boy and cared for him throughout the night.

That was until sleep got the best of you and you flopped down onto the futon and slept.

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Taehyung POV

My eyes heavily lift up to reveal [Y/N]'s face just a few inches apart from mine. Startled I jerked away but hit the bed's wooden frame.

Muttering some inaudible curses, I checked if I had awakened her by my loud thump. She stirred a bit but still not awake.

How did I end up here?

Confused I looked up at the bed then at the futon that I somehow climbed into. No good I couldn't remember anything.

Wait.

Short fragments of memories from last night came back to me. I was cold. The kind of cold which made you long for warmth beneath the darkness. The blankets weren't enough so my body unconsciously fell toward the floor where [Y/N] laid.

I face-palmed myself at the undeniably weird action to find warmth. Moments later [Y/N] woke up, shocked of course to see me sitting beside her.

"Y-You! Shouldn't you be sleeping? Get more rest dammit! I was so worried!" She exclaims and examined me from head to toe.

She's not worried about the fact that I ended up in her futon?

She pulls out a thermometer and shoves it into my mouth. It was confusing but I soon understood what happened.

I came down with a fever but miraculously recovered the next morning.