Unwillingly His ∽Kth

part 15

Jeanine POV:

Waking up in the soft fabric of the bed, mind clear, feeling happy without any specific reason.

Stretching in my place, I open my eyes to see a wooden sealing.

When did I redecorate my room? Or was it always like this?

I turn to my left, to find Taehyung looking in front of him, lost in his thought.

Oppa...where am I?

He turn at me like I called him, even though I'm positive I just thought of it in my mind.

"Are you ok now?" he asks, caressing my cheeks looking directly in my eyes like he can see my very soul "you feel better, we should better go back then. Everyone is worried" he continued, stepping out the bed.

He wasn't wearing a shirt, which wasn't the first time since it's more comfortable and easy to switch to his wolf when there is less fabric but I couldn't look at him without blushing, so I hid my face by looking down.

A scream left my lips before I could even let the image sink in, I was in just his shirt on. Nothing more just his SHIRT.

He turn at me alarmed, "What?" He said, scanning me but calm down when he get the idea seeing me covering myself with the bed cover.

"You don't remember what happen yesterday?" he asks, taking back his previous place next to me.

I posed for a moment, thinking what happens yesterday. I remember that I get with everyone to Vixx festival, and that I was having some cramps. The last thing I remember is playing in the fish booth, trying hard to grab one.

I don't remember anything that can relate to meeting with him, or anything that could explain my current state. I shack my head no, waiting for what he would say.

He bit his lips in frustration saying some incomprehensive words before he looks at me again.

He kept looking at me without uttering anything, and when he did he didn't give any explanation.

"We need to go" he said

"Oppa, what happened yesterday" I insited, but he just ignore me and stand up, resuming in wearing his shoes.

"Oppa, did..."

"Nothing happen, don't think too much of it. You just weren't feeling good last night in the festival, so I bring you here." He cut me up, irritated.

I know nothing of what I was thinking about would happen ever. For the shirt, I must have dirtied it, as the clumsy I am it's not a weird thing.

Even if I want or wish that something did happen between us, I know he wouldn't do anything.

I get up, looking around for a smile to stretch across my lips for what this cottage brings of memories.

This has all our childhood memories, me, my brother and Taehyung.

We spend most of our time here.

I turn to Taehyung, to ask him if he remember the old days but he was absorbed in his thought again.

Like earlier, the moment I think about him, he turns at me.

"We need to go" he said and without warning he lifts me with no effort in a bridal way.

"I...I can walk" I statured.

"You can't, you don't have anything in your foot" he said, without looking at me, heading out.