Breathe [jungkook]

14: Painting

Aurora p.o.v

I woke up with a massive pounding on my temple. I pinched gently onto my forehead, trying to ease the pain. As it reduced, I slowly open my eyes to meet a dark room with only a small light came illuminating the area. I groaned a little as I reached for my phone on the side table.

"2:34 ?..." I croaked. How did I end up in my bed anyway? Last time I remember Jungkook secured his arms gently around me and everything went black after that. 

'I fainted ?' I thought, grimacing a little and the cold temperature of the room. I pushed myself off my bed to get a glass of water from the kitchen. I made sure to not make a loud sound so I won't wake up Jungkook.

Which were all for naught.

I saw him sitting on the couch in the middle of the dark, which startled me a little but I didn't make a sound. He didn't sense me there as he dozes off to the black screen of the television. I raised my brow as I pondered as to why Jungkook wandering off in his thoughts.

Worried, I decided to talk to him.

I gently tapped on his shoulder which he received it badly. He jumped from the couch with a cute yelp, falling to the ground. He looked up to me with his eyes as round as a ball. I chuckle went out from my lips. 

"Y-You awake." he stuttered as he stood up, "Don't scare me like that." I saw him frowned a little at me as I kept on laughing. 

"I'm sorry, Jungkook. I didn't mean it." I told him, the smile on my lips slowly went away. He huffed a little as he made his way to somewhere and with a single flick, light shone through the living room. He came back to me and sat on the couch, I follow suit. 

"Why aren't you sleeping ?" I asked him, voice a little cracked as I just woke up with a headache at that. I forgot about my headache by the time my eyes landed on him, wandering off. Now it came back as I thought about it. 

"Give me a second, Jungkook." I excused myself to go grab a drink in the kitchen. I came back with two glasses instead and gave one to him which he accepted it with a small smile. 

"So ?" I ushered him gently. He sighed after taking a sip from the glass before placing it on the coffee table in front of us. I did the same with my eyes still eyeing him, anticipating an answer.

"I just couldn't." he told me shortly. I furrowed my brows at the simple and unreasonable answer. 

He looked rather worn and a mess. He was staring off into nothingness in the dark, I couldn't consider it as a simple reason for him unable to sleep.

I clenched my hand as I thought of something but I didn't want to take the risk. I pondered with myself while my hand clenching and squirming. Letting out a sigh, I finally decided my final.

I put my small hand on his big one, stroking it gently with a slow motion.  I saw his face contorted in surprised and confused, glancing at my hand and to my face. His eyes held many questions which I just shoved them away with a small smile.