Hospitalised [Taekook]

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As Jungkook opened his eyes his first thought was why am I still alive?

His second thought was who the fuck is that in my room?

The other male in the room was still asleep it seemed.

Or perhaps he was in a coma?

The bed the male was in was propped up like Jungkook's so he coild clearly see the other's appearance.

The guy's red hair was starting to fade at the roots as his hair grew, showing his natural black hair colour underneath.

He was not muscular but not too skinny either.

His honey tan complexion complimented his full, rosy lips.

Jungkook could only think of one word to describe this male.

Ethereal.

Jungkook  found himself searching for the clipboard that had this perfect man's name on it.

Bingo.

Kim Taehyung.

He repeated it numerous times in his head before realising that he could say it out loud if he wanted to.

Allowing the machine to breathe in for him, he shakily said the male's name between breaths.

"KimTaeh...yung"

And the more he said it, the more he loved it.

He couldn't wait for Kim Taehyung to wake up.

He was prepared to wait.

....and wait.

...and wait.

Day after day.

Night after night.

Waiting for Taehyung to wake up.