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"Jeon.." Jungkook's only response is a groan, add the fact that he's panting. Lisa started getting anxious, is she supposed to call for help? Who is she gonna call? With her mind in disarray, she decided to search for a towel and water.
Luckily, the medicine kit is a complete package, she sighed after looking at Jungkook's pale face, he's white as a paper.
Lisa touched his forehead and neck just to find out his temperature is above normal. She clicked her tongue. "Hey... At least lay down properly."
The guy didn't budge, he remained in his fetal position, his fists curled to a ball. Lisa got no choice but to pull his body straight. "I will lessen your fever now."
She started by wetting the towel with lukewarm water, squeezing the excess and slightly dabbing it on his face, neck and arms. She also wiped the sweat under his shirt without hesitation. Of course it's quite distracting to touch him there, but it's not the time to think about dirty thoughts as the guy is sick and not in his best condition.
After making sure Jungkook quitely cooled down, she noticed the plastic wrappers and emptied energy drinks by the side of the table. There were 3 packs of croissants and two bottles of the sugary drink. Lisa shook her head thinking how he must haven't eaten any decent meal yet.
She took one last look before deciding to get him a porridge to eat.
"I will pass them later, sir." Jungkook mumbled, sleep talking. Lisa raised an eyebrow, she brushed Jungkook's hair that is damp in sweat.
"Even in your dreams you're busy, give yourself a break dude."
As if hearing her, Jungkook opened his eyes, weakly fluttering his lids up and down. The blurry image of the brunette and het remarkable bangs giving Jungkook a gist of who he is with.
"What the fuck?" Jungkook groaned after feeling the sting of sitting down immediately, his head throbbed.
"You foul-mouthed kid, lay down." Lisa felt like a mother taking care of a naughty kid. Jungkook refused to obey, instead he even glared at her.
The nerve.
"What did you do to me?" Jungkook sounded accusing, he even had this malice in his eyes. Lisa met his gaze, challenging him.
"I slept with you." She crept nearer him, a smile plastered on her face. Jungkook's eyes almost crossed because of the almost non-existent distance, he gulped the lump on his throat, he can't help but stare at her plump lips glistening in gloss, and because of their closeness he can even smell the cherry scent.
"Piss off!" He pushed Lisa, to no avail, because his limbs are weak from fever. He heard Lisa's throaty chuckle, the girl backed off but didn't stop laughing at his poor state. Confusion is not enough to describe what is he feeling.
"You have a fever, dimwit. Now go lay down or you want your headache to kill you?"
Jungkook quietly rested his back on the soft couch, he covered his face with his palm, washing it roughly. "I have things to get done."
"If you push yourself, it's you who will get done for." Lisa stood up.
"Where are you going?"
"Leaving you here, my job is done."
Jungkook remained silent. Lisa thought he fell asleep again. In reality, he's contemplating if he should tell her how he wants a company. Once again, the hole inside his chest sucked in air making him feel miserable, the familiar pain and loneliness crept up on him.
"Fine." ... was all he can say.
Do not demand for what you cannot have or you will just get disappointed.
His perception is what hinders him to ask for things. Ever since he was a child, he's not the type to ask for something, instead, he works for it. In reality, Jungkook is just a shy child that doesn't want to bother people.
Once when he was 5 years old, he came across the new model for a toy car that is about to be released. Days after, his brother got it as a gift from his father for his birthday. His older brother, being the caring guy that he is lets him play with it, but he's not contented with that. Little Namjoon asked why don't he ask for it, his answer? He doesn't like gifts. Although of course that was a lie, their father took it seriously, that's why ever since then he hasn't received any extravagant gifts from them.
At some point, he was sad, he also blamed himself. But times passed by, he realized, maybe he can still get things that he wants even though it's not from someone.
One day, there was another new release of the said toy car, and he did what a 6-year-old won't even think of. He assembled a lemonade stand, it's summer then, their neighbors flocked on their garage, giving him a lot of extra money out of admiration for the small guy. What made him happier was his brother, Namjoon, will always buy from him and give him $10 for a drink. Soon enough, he got what he wants. Extremely proud of his new toy, that's where his desire of treating himself started. From then, he won't ask from his parents aside from his daily allowance.
So why is he upset now? Isn't this what he wanted? How many times did he push the girl away? He wants her gone from his sight, her and her... voice.
Man, you're independent.
He gathered every strength he has left to stand up. Fortunately, he managed to do so, but another step would probably make him faint again.
He was about take another step but then interrupted when he heard the door chimes, a familiar figure entered.
Her bangs damped from the rain, but her hands occupied with plastic bags. "Why are you standing? Sit your ass down there."
Like a robot, he sat, mouth still agape. Lisa coming back for him is something he didn't even think about.
"Did you forget something?" Please tell me you went back for something else.
"Uhh? No?" Lisa pulled out stuff from the plastic bag. Laying different dishes in front of him.
"I don't know which porridge you liked so I tried bringing a variety of them."
Jungkook remained silent, he refuse to believe someone is worried for him.
"What? I'm not that evil to let you hunger yourself to death. It's not yet your time to go home to hell, Mr. Devil."
"Did you just called me a dev—"
Jungkook's words cut off when Lisa forced a spoon to his mouth. "Umph, shut up and eat."
While Lisa quietly arranged the food she brought, Jungkook just stared at her, confused as to why the hole he's been carrying his whole life suddenly felt filled in.
