Pastel Boys

Part 3

The morning comes a little fast, and jungkook is still asleep while Taehyung quietly gets up and makes breakfast. Eggs, french toast, things jungkook really likes.

Jungkook can feel himself waking a bit, but as soon as he sits up, he can feel that hangover hovering over his aching body. Its awful. He can barely breathe without his headache pounding worse and worse, and he groans at the sudden pains.

The overwhelming smell of food cooking, the ticking clock, the sound of his heart, everything hurts his head. But he manages to stand for a bit before collapsing on the floor, groaning and whining at how terrible his muscles hurt. "Jungkook?"

He hears Taehyung call from up stairs, hearing the sound of a pan being set down.

"Jungkook-"

"I'm- Tae- ah,"

He struggles to pull himself up, and unfortunately can't stand up because of how terrible the hangover is, he can hear footsteps hurrying towards him.

"I'm coming, jungkook. I knew you'd be bad off this morning."

A helping hand pulls jungkook up, and once again, they're face to face, noses almost touching. "The food-"

"I've plated it all, I was about to call you for breakfast- but- are you okay? You fell- are you-"

"Tae- I'm okay. I'm okay, I hit my hip- I'm okay-"

Without jungkooks permission, Taehyung lifts his shirt up to his chest, examining his bruising, bleeding skin.

"I think- I think I hit it on the side of the beds nightstand-"

He's lost for words, again, Taehyungs touch flusters him. He's barely focusing on how he fell, or how badly he had hit his hip, all he can focus on is that wonderful feeling of being handled, almost like an adult would to a kid, but it means more than that.

"Jesus, jungkook-"

"I'm oka-ow"

He feels Taehyung apply pressure to his swollen side, trying to make the bleeding stop.

"Jungkook-"

"Tae I'm-"

"Go to the bathroom, and sit on the counter please,"

"The food will get-"

"You're hurt, the food can wait,"

Jungkook feels his stomach drop, in a good way. He obeys Taehyungs order and limps his way to the counter top in the beautiful grey bathroom, the tile on the floor is so clean and white. The counter top cleaned off, leaving only a shaver and gel next to the sink.

"Jungkook, I'm going to get the gauze and wrap, stay there-"

"I have no where else to go any way."

The sarcasm is so strong that he can hear Taehyung huff angrily at the response.

"Just- just shut up- shut up."

Jungkook chuckles, wincing at the throbbing pain in his side.

"Jesus- how do you even manage to hurt yourself while sleeping?"

Jungkooks already hopping onto the counter, waiting for Taehyung silently. "I tried to stand up- And by the way, I wasn't sleeping when I fell." The sass in Jungkooks voice is almost annoying, but Taehyung just sighs, bringing in gauze and wrap and medicine.

"Here- turn to the side and put your leg up,"

He does so, and Taehyung is already at work. The cream medicine hurts like hell, Jungkook can feel his muscles clench so tight that he almost yelps at the feeling of it, his face turning a bright red.

"Tae-ah-nngh-stop I-"

"Jungkook-"

"Ah!-"

Jungkook bites his bottom lip so hard that it begins to bleed a bit, he breathes violently at the excruciating pain shooting through his leg.

"There-"

"Taehyung- please- wrap it already-fuck-"

He begins to shake, whining as Taehyung wraps the deep cut on his hip, the blood trickling down his thigh.

He's never seen Taehyung with such an amused face before, he growls impatiently as Taehyung pauses to laugh. 

"You're a baby-"

"You're a fucking prick-"

Taehyung huffs and rolls his creamy brown eyes, smiling softly at Jungkook who is now breathing with a low groan in his throat.

"Thank you- oh! Me? You're welcome,"
Taehyung answers himself playfully, nudging at Jungkooks side.

"I have to work monday-"

"Its Saturday-"

"Tae-"

"Can you stay?"

Jungkook feels himself shake his head, Taehyung frowning at the sudden response.

"I have to- clean up at home, my sister is visiting-"

Obvious lie.

Taehyung lets out a soft 'hm', holding a hand out to Jungkook.

"Would you like to get down now?"

Jungkook lightly pushes Taehyungs hand away, hopping down too quickly, the pain rushing back again.

"Ah fuck-"

His leg gives in under the throbbing pressure of the injury, causing him to stumble sloppily.

"I'll take you home,"  

Taehyung smiles sadly, almost like he's desperate for a yes.

"Okay- that's okay"

A delighted hum escapes Taehyungs pursed lips, holding out his hand to help Jungkook up the stairs.

He accepts the friendly invitation, grasping tightly onto his hand.

He can feel his face begin to burn red again, but he knows he looks stupid for the condition he's in.

A moment of silence enters the awkward situation as they walk the stairs, Jungkook hissing at the pain shooting through his leg and up his side again.

Taehyung covers jungkook in a heavy fur coat before carrying him out the door, he's snuggling himself into Taehyungs soft body.

The ride felt a bit awkward, but they finally reach the driveway of Jungkooks run down home.

"Thank you-"

"So i'll see you Monday?"

Taehyung completely ignores the two kind words from jungkook. They stare at eachother for a long time before blinking back into reality.

"Ugh- well- good bye Jungkook-"

"Tae-"

Before Taehyung could leave the driveway, he responds with a firmly locked gaze and bold eyes.

"I appreciate you,"

Jungkook says as sweetly as possible, patting his own side as another silent thank you for Taehyung patching it up.

"Goodbye Jungkook,"

A smile tugs at both of their plump lips, and Jungkook leaves quickly, looking back at Taehyung who is still sitting in the car.

The door clicks behind Jungkook, and Taehyung smiles softly again.

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