THE FORGOTTEN | K.S.J x K.T.H ☑️

Ice Please

I gulped as I gather my courage to speak again, "Uhmmm.. My name is Taehyung. And..uhhh... I hope it's fine with you but..but.. can you please tell me your name?"

I felt a lump in my throat. He stared at me. His purple eyes not bearing the same look of fear anymore.

"Seokjin.."

I paused. I've been waiting to hear his name for like forever but the moment he said it, I'm lost for words. I'm starting to believe now that he's stealing the words out of me. Perhaps, it is because I'm still stunned, astonished or whatever adjective I cannot describe of how exceptional his beauty is.

"How old are you Seokjin?" I asked.

He looked at me, I don't know if I'm just seeing things but I saw his eyes switched from bright purple to dark brown then back to purple. "I stopped at 25." He answered.

"Stopped? What do you mean you stopped?" I asked again, curious.

He did not answer. Instead he looked down and started rubbing his wrist with his hand. I am not really surprised with his answer as he had been saying weird things since this afternoon. First, asking if we are human and now, by my own understanding, when he said he stopped, he meant that he's not ageing.

"May I know why you're inside that cave?" I asked again, hoping for an answer. This is the question I am longing to ask.

He looked at me again and I swear this time, his eyes really switch colors! "I was abandoned." He responded.

"Abandoned? Who abandoned you?" I asked. Brushing away the thought of Seokjin switching his eye color.

He looked hesitant this time, I saw him gripped onto his pants. Maybe he's trying to remember things. "Wolves."

"Wolves? You mean wolves, like the dog? Like that?" I know I sounded stupid but I'm just trying to know if I heard things right.

He nods. And I was disappointed. I really thought I will get proper answers from my questions but instead, his answers were getting weirder and weirder. I'm a doctor but I'm not a Psychiatrist. I think I'm not in the proper position to diagnose Seokjin. But it seemed that he is currently suffering from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder as he is showing signs of it. I still do not know what happened for him to end up inside that cave but one thing is for sure, it caused him a lot of trauma. His answers were all non-sense and totally not relatable.

I kept on glancing at Seokjin during dinner. He will sometimes look back but I never saw him smile. I can't blame him, though.

"Is the food okay?" I smiled at Seokjin.

"It's okay." Seokjin usually speaks a word or two. He is not the type to usually start a conversation or say a lot. I think he needs more time to adjust and be at ease around us. I can tell that he is very uncomfortable.

Jungkook tried his best to flirt at Seokjin. He had the same expression as mine when he first saw him clean and tidy. Jungkook didn't like being snubbed by someone he likes as he always get what he wants. This time, he failed at Seokjin, making him feel bitter.

"I really thought you only eat live animals." Jungkook uttered. I nudged him. This kid, very insensitive.

"I was hungry. I need to survive." Seokjin answered in his soft, low voice. I felt sad about it. I knew how much hopelessness he endured during those times he needed to eat those creatures. I think this is the longest lines he had spoken since we met him. Maybe he is getting more comfortable now. But he's not eating a lot. I am almost done with my steak but his piece, almost untouched.

"Don't you like the food?" I asked him, concerned.

"It's delicious. But..." He hesitates.

I waited, but it seemed that he is still shy to speak his mind, "But? It's okay. Tell me, what do you want?"

He quickly turned his gaze at me. Like I said something that offended him. I dropped the knife on my plate. Bewildered by the sudden change in his eye color. I already saw it changed earlier but he was sitting a little far from me. So I am not sure if what I saw was real. Now that he is sitting closer to me, I can confirmed that it was and his eyes are in deep brown. I saw him licked his lower lip. I gulped. His stares were just.. hypnotizing. But before I get lost in the moment, Seokjin broke the stare.

"I want more ice for my water." He requested, looking at my butler. I saw his hand shaking while holding the glass. Beomgyu then dropped some ice cubes. "More please." Beomgyu dropped some more until his glass is almost full before pouring some water. Seokjin looks extremely greedy as he drinks from the glass filled ice. I noticed how hard he pressed the ice to his lips causing it to reddened and became plumper. He then press the glass on his cheeks as he closed his eyes.

I looked at Jungkook who seemed like he didn't notice or didn't care at all. Well, of course, he loves eating steaks and the fact that Seokjin is not interested to him.

"Seokjin, are you okay? Are you feeling hot or something?" I asked feeling worried.

He looked at me. Still bearing the same dark brown eyes that I hope Jungkook will not notice. His breathing started to become heavy. "M-may I-I know where I can s-sleep?" He asked, stuttering and with tone of desperation.

"Yes of course. You can take a rest whenever you want. Beomgyu, please ushered him to his bedroom." I instructed. Seokjin quickly on his feet as he followed Beomgyu to the guest room.

"Hyung?" Jungkook called. "Eomma texted me. I need to go home now. Sorry but I think I need to hurry. I'll try to check on you tomorrow."

"Okay, see you." I just nodded as Jungkook dashed his way out of the house.

It's already 11 in the evening when I finished taking a shower. Taking a shower is never enough to wash away the mental stress this sudden events have caused me. Who would have thought that I will meet an ethereal looking human being inside a cave? It was supposed to be a fun hiking adventure but everything just gone wrong. The only solace for me was meeting Seokjin.

As I lay down to bed, I suddenly think of Seokjin's eyes. I wonder what condition was that. Switching colors in a matter of seconds and totally changed into a different one the next. Naturally pink hair and yes, he indeed smells like fresh green apples. I heard a knock from the door. I wonder what Beomgyu wants at this very hour.

As soon as I open the door, my eyes widened as I saw a very frail looking Seokjin almost soaking in sweat. I can see it trickling on his forehead down to the tip of his nose.

"What happened?" I'm worried. His body is shaking as he lean himself against the door frame. I can't explain this but he is emitting a sweet scent that is getting stronger everytime he breathes out. He is panting. I take a hold of him, I felt his body tense the moment I touched him. "What's wrong Seokjin?" I asked again.

He looked at me, his eyes is still dark brown. There's something different in his eyes right now. Before, his eyes bears nothing but fear, but now, it is filled with emotions that I cannot  perceive.

"H-help me Taehyung.." He whispered, groaning.

"Yes Jin, I will help you. I'm a doctor. Tell me what's wrong."

"I...I...I'm in heat..." he muttered. Those words, I don't know what exactly that means. I don't know how or why, but his words suddenly awaken a feeling that has long been dormant in my body.

"W-wait.. what's that Seokjin?" I asked again, now I'm helping him with his weight as he looked really exhausted.

I felt his arms snake on to my waist as he pressed his body against mine. He burried his face in my neck. I can feel his member, hard and poking on my hip.

Seokjin whispered something so seductive that almost made me lost it...

"I'm in heat.."