Our Forbidden Love Story✔ | naykook | Collab

chapter 7

IU's P.O.V.

I love you Jungkook but there's some things I need to do...

I'm sorry...

Nayeon's P.O.V.

We had breakfast but Jungkook didn't seem to eat much. As I put my plate to the sink, he stood up and left, even with his plate still full, and on the table.

Is he alright?

I came to follow him, to ask him if he was doing fine.

His face looked so pale, with the bags forming in his eyes, lips dry and purple and he isn't even walking straight.

"Hey Jung-" before I got to finish my sentence, he collapses right in front of me, but luckily there was a carpet to save his head from banging hard.

"Jungkook..." What should I do? I have no idea what the hospital phone is, and I have no phone.

And this house is isolated which means no one could hear me no matter how I call for help.

I try to lift him up, but he was too heavy.

Let's try again... I couldn't lift him thoroughly so I had lift and put him down every right after. I dragged him to the couch, carefully placing his body on it, putting a pillow on his head.

"Wooh!" I sighed and wiped the sweat in my forehead. He's extremely heavy.

I went to find for a clean cloth, and boil some warm water to make hot compress.

I soaked the towel in the bowl full of warm water, and started to wipe from his head to his neck and arms.

He should've eaten..

After awhile of pressing the towel to some parts of his body, I placed it on his head to keep him warm.

"I'll make some soup.." I went to the kitchen and made a simple soup to warm him up when he wakes up.

"Nayeon?" A voice from the back said, and I turned around to see him standing wobbly on his feet.

"Just stay on the couch, I'm making soup.." I helped him walk back to the couch, and placed him there laid back.

"Just a minute.." I smiled at him and went back to the kitchen, turning off the gas stove.

The soup is done, and I served it in a bowl.

Jungkook was already sitting up, still looking pale and sickly. "I told you to just lay back..." I carefully set the bowl down and put pillows on his back for support.

I lifted the bowl, and started to lift the spoon full of soup, blowing it to make it just right and not too hot.

"What are you doing?" Jungkook asks, "I'm feeding you. Don't complain just open your mouth.."

"Did you make it?" I nodded in response, lifting another spoonful of soup. "You know how?" He says as he swallows, "It's just a simple soup, so yeah.."

"Do you not forget everything when you have amnesia?" He asks curiously.

"I don't really know. But my body can familiarize some things so I guess it's not literally everything..." he nods, thinking of what I said.

"Why didn't you eat?" He stops, and looks down, thinking of something.

"I had no appetite.." he replies plainly, which I replied back with a snicker.

"Tsk, seriously? You know how heavy you were? If you were gonna faint make sure you land on the couch, I can't lift you up anymore..." He laughs back at my statement, and he really is contented.