I woke up with light hitting on face, I didn't hear a sudden sound since I broke that devil alarm clock. Slowly opening my eyes, I was still feeling sleepy. I groaned and lifted my body up, I realized that I was on my couch. Then, it hit me...
"Oh yeah, last night" I whispered under my breathe. I let out a yawn and checked the wall clock. 7:28 am.
I stood up giving myself a long stretch before exhaling. I felt soft on my feet making me looked down on what it is. It was a blanket, my blanket actually. My eyes traced on the object seeing him laying on the floor.
Oh jeez, he's in my house.
He was still asleep, his eyes where closely shut and his eyebrows furrowed. I bent down and leaned closer to his asleep body, I put my face close to his, our faces were only inches apart, I only wanted to know if his temperature is already fine. I softly squeezed his hand feeling nervous that it might wake him up.
I was glad that he was getting better. To my surprise his eyes where starting to open, then he saw me looking straight into my eyes like he was looking right through my soul. Our face was too close to kissing and I was still holding his hand not thinking of letting go. My mind wasn't in process and I was completely stunned and didnt know what to do.
Why do I feel like missing them, these hands of him.
His eyes quickly shifted his eyes elsewhere while clearing his throat. I quickly got up and positioned myself, I felt embarrassed of what happened, sh*t now he thinks weirdly of me. My heart was beating so fast that I could not understand what I was feeling at the time. Basically, he could see my blushing face right now, I hate this.
"If you're feeling ok now, you may go and leave" i said.
"S-sure. But I'm still not fine" he replied and pursed his lips "can I stay for a while? Until I'll get better?"
I think for a bit "If you won't cause any trouble, it would be fine but don't even think that I'll take care of you. You're big enough to take care of your sick body today" I told him and walked off. He was still wrapped with blankets though, like I said a wrapped sushi.
I went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, since he's here then I'll make breakfast for the two of us but only because I want him to be cured and get out of here. I already texted Mr. Jongin that we both can't go to work. I was starving since I didnt get to eat dinner last night, I was worried of myself getting thinner and thinner so I have to eat up more than it used to.
I grabbed two bowls, yes I'm making ramyun because I don't cook like I said. Then, I felt someone coming toward me, of course none other than...
"Taehyung. What are you doing here? If you're still sick go and take a rest" I said.
"but I want to help you" he told me
"no, I can make it myself. It's just ramyun, who can't cook ramyun? So sit down or your cold won't go away. It's not like I care about you but I just want you to leave that's all"It took seconds for him to reply "I can't understand you"
"what do you mean?"
"what i mean is..." he leaned closer to my face making me back away a little "why did you bring me here in the first place if you don't really care about me" he said while smirking.
Sh*t.
"ya! I didn't have a choice when I saw you at the park all soaked waiting for me! What do you expect me to do!?"
"leave... because that was the new Jihun I know rather than the Jihun i knew from the past" he swept strands of hair behind my ear before continuing
"I miss the Jihun I knew"
I didn't know what to do, I kept staring at his eyes like we were both on a staring contest, why am I getting weaker? I have to fight for it.
"well suck it up because the old Jihun you knew is gone" I was about to walk away but he spun me around and grabbed my shoulders.
"can't you be back to your old self!?" I flinched with his sudden yell towards me.
"Taehyung, stop it now! You'll be more sick!"
"then what will you do if I faked my sickness today... just to stay with you"
"THEN I ASK YOU TO GET OUT!" I'd be lying if I say I'm not pissed off because my mind is about to explode right now. I'm so close at breaking things.
"Jihun, I---"
"please, Taehyung. Get out. I don't want to see you anymore" if only I could do that.
Then he left without saying another word.
TAEHYUNG's POV
I didnt want to leave, but I have to. I closed the door behind me ready to go home.
"what are you doing in Jihun's house?"
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