Help Me Touch You || Vkook ff

Chapter 20

A/N:

Hello lovelies <3 I hope y'all are happy. Guess who's back with another chapter! Let me start off by saying that this week I will be editing all of the chapters including this one. So you'll probably be getting notifications from your truly. I don't wish to drag this out any longer. And If by any chance i still miss some typos and other mistakes, ignore them as I'll be reviewing and reediting the whole book if need be, after I finish it. 

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"Why did you come out and then locked me in? I thought you knew better than that! What's gotten into you?"

"I'm sorry!"

"No! No, Taetae! You could have gotten us in trouble!"

"Well you don't take me out with you anymore! And-and you lock me in too! You haven't let me out with you in a long time!"

"Shush it! I'm an adult. I can be out alone. You can't, you're a kid. Haven't we talked about this already? Did I make a mistake in trusting you to listen to me? Should I punish you and never let you out?"

"No! You can't do that to me V!"

"You should have thought of it before you pulled that stunt! Huh! Locking me in! The audacity of you! I ought to..." – V let out a sigh in relief – "what if you had gotten us lost or taken to a mental hospital or-or worse! Killed!"

"No!" – Shouted out little Taetae after a dramatically loud gasp – "I was careful I promise! I only followed Dr. Han's and Kookie's instructions, I swear! I knew we could trust them! I'm a big boy! N-n-not stupid!"

"K-Kookie?" – Questioned V disgustedly, the little nickname Taetae gave his baby boy seemingly bothering him more than it probably should have.

"Yea! Jungkookie! They said you've met him too! You know him right?" – asked Taetae pointing up at JK who still had his arms around the boy that seemed to be talking to himself to the outside world. But if JK were to see what was happening he'd have a different opinion, for he knew TH and he knew of the disease the gorgeous specimen suffered from. He'd know after a bit observation that Taetae and V were coconscious. How he would regret missing this moment. This would be a breathtakingly beautiful yet a heartbreakingly sad scene to witness, but more than that it would be the most interesting and an informative moment in the time he's been spending with the boy.

And, as if on cue, JK started wiggling and moving around, probably due to all the noise the boy in his arms was making.

"Shush! He'll wake up!" – Freaked out V, whisper shouting at Taetae.

"Well, you're the one still speaking!" – The younger defended himself.

"I said shush it! Anyway... promise me you won't come out with my permission anymore."

Silence... That's what V got instead of an answer, utter silence.

"Hey! You'd better answer me Taetae! Hey!" – V kept whisper-shouting to get Taetae to promise him, but after a few more seconds of calling to him he realized it was in vain. Taetae had left. This left V feeling uneasy and very worried about the matter. But JK seemed to be squirming more and more now, the boys' little argument seeming to have slowly pulled him out of his relaxing sleep.

V did not miss the opportunity to switch their positions as he was the dominant in their relationship and this setup of him being wrapped up in his baby boy's arms like a total bottom-boy wasn't very pleasing, on the contrary, it was quite disturbing and disappointing. And so, he removed the younger boy's arms from around his body, scooted upwards until his body was in a higher position than JK, scooped up the latter from the bed and into his warm arms that were yearning for the boy. Oh, how he missed him this little while that he was gone. Anymore time apart and he would have gone mad.

V made sure to lock little Taetae in as he was uncertain of how well he'd be able to restrain himself after the angel in his embrace awakens. He was already having a difficult enough time not devouring the said angel's sweet little lips in his slumber while he waited for him to wake up, preferably sooner than later.

The seconds went by as minutes and the minutes as hours while V was waiting for his lover. Oh, these minutes were prison where he was locked and he could look at his baby but he couldn't touch. The minutes... all five of them; he spent them tracing JK's heavenly facial features with his eyes that laid upon JK's face a longing gaze that swept over his forehead, then eyebrows, his eyes, his eyelashes, the bridge of his nose, his nostrils, his soft cheeks, then lower to his delicious looking lips and cupid's bow that was beautifully drawn. His lips had parted and his teeth were showing, reminding V of a certain fluffy and soft animal. He wanted to kiss his bun-bun and these five minutes were testing his prudence. And he somewhat failed as he moved his hand to JK's face and started to trace back the journey his eyes made with his finger, softly, sweetly, yearningly, as he mentally carved an image of the younger to eternalize this moment. He loves him. He knows it. He's known it from the earlier moments in their time together.

All that's left to do is to get his other versions off of JK's mind and inject himself into the boy's heart. V's body slightly trembled in want and excitement when he started imagining of the ways he would take his baby, both physically and emotionally. He couldn't wait to have all of him. He couldn't wait to keep all of him to himself. 'I could just lock him up and forbid him from ever seeing anyone else. I could just keep my bun-bun safely tucked in his cage. Ugh! I still wouldn't be able to keep him away from the coward and Taetae. How am I going to trust him with those two?"

As V was caressing his baby's face, considering God know what in his head, JK started stretching his body then arms and hit V's head, taking the latter out of his trance. A smirk grew on V's face and it came into JK's view who peeked through the little slit of his eyelids, clearly confused.

"Good morning... Baby boy."