I don't know I really like this chapter🤷🏼♀️
"And it's Friday night and it's kicking in
And I can't dress, they're gonna crucify me
Oh, you and all your vibrant youth
How could anything bad ever happen to you?
You make a fool of death with your beauty, and for a moment
I forget to worry""K-Kookie-ah. Um, when will you be home?"
"We still have a few hours of practice left. I was going to try to work on some songs in my studio, but I'll come straight home afterwards. What did you need?" Jungkook's soft voice spoke through the phone. I found myself smiling endlessly at how damn caring and gentle he was being with me.
I sighed, leaning more into the mattress. "I... well... I just, uh, need some help." Not that kind of help you pervs😉😉😉
"Help with what?"
"I'm not strong enough to, uh, get out of bed and stand for long periods of time. I've been stuck in this bed for three days and I feel gross, and, uh, I need to shower."
"And how am I supposed to help you shower, Tae?" He chuckled breathlessly. Despite his words, which should've made me upset, I still smiled, knowing that he wasn't serious. Jungkook would do whatever he could to help me. It's in his nature.
"Well, if you could maybe just draw me a bath and then help me from the bed to the bath tub, and then when I'm done, if you could help me back to the bed. Um, I can wear my boxers into the bath so you don't have to see, uh, anything. I'm so sorry, this is very awkward. I can help myself. Don't w-worry about i-it." I hung up the phone, tossing it onto the bed as I rubbed my burning red face. I was embarrassed, to say the least.
My phone vibrated many times, my eyes seeing his name appearing on my screen, but my nerves wouldn't allow me to answer. Instead, I sat up straighter in the bed and swung my legs out from under the covers. I had made it to the bathroom many times to pee, I was sure I could do this myself.
My feet touched the solid ground, my soles embracing the feeling. I used the nightstand to push myself up, taking a few seconds to adjust to the dizziness. I felt like I was walking on a cloud.
I sighed heavily as I took the few small steps towards the bathroom, feeling a sense of pride when I made it completely by myself. My confidence took over, allowing me to walk around my room to get used to the feeling. I laughed in shock at the sheer stability of my weak body today. It felt like forever since I was on stage, dancing. I have been too weak to hardly walk to the bathroom, and here I was doing laps around my room.
"That ramen he's been making is working miracles, damn." I mumbled right before my smile faded and I felt my legs collapse under me.
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Jungkook POV
My keys rattled in the lock, the silence around me almost nerve-wrecking. The rest of the boys had other things to do, so I was the only one coming home to be with Taehyung after practice. I had chosen to skip working in my studio after Taehyung's phone call.
I entered the house, slipping my shoes off and tossing my keys onto the table by the door. "Taehyungie, I'm home!" I shouted, not wasting a second to walk to his room.
My breath hitched in my throat when I saw him crawling on the floor of his room towards the bathroom. I ran over, landing on my knees by his fragile body.
"Oh my God, Tae, what are you doing?"
He groaned, hiding his face. I heard a few sniffles, making me grip his face and bring it up so I could see it clearly. His eyes were slightly red, and his cheeks were wet. My thumbs wiped the wetness as I smiled softly at him.
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Hunger (Taekook)
FanfictionWhere Taehyung has an eating disorder and Jungkook helps him through it. MATURE CONTENT! This story will include: -Vivid descriptions of having an eating disorder and other forms of self-harm -Strong language -Smut -Boy x Boy -Other Ships (Namjin...