Marriage Contract. -Vkook-

-40-

Jungkook groaned as he felt the familiar feeling of bile rise to the back of his throat. He peeled his eyes opened and ran off the bed, stumbling over his own footsteps as he collapses in front of the toilet and got sick the moment he stuck his head in the bowl.

He felt so weak after getting sick for the third time that morning. He just wants to get all of the alcohol out of him. Jungkook just hopes that since it was only two glasses that this will be the last time.

Jungkook stayed on the ground for a few moments before tiredly pulling himself up off the ground and dragged his feet across the shiny floor. When he arrived back into the bedroom, he found Taehyung sitting up straight with droopy eyes laced with drowsiness. "You okay, baby?" He groggily coughed, voice horribly dry and horse.

"Y-yeah... go back to sleep... sorry." Jungkook hummed, wiping his mouth his jumper sleeve before jumping back into bed, allowing Taehyung to wrap his arm around him. He rubbed his tummy to try and ease any pain Jungkook might feel from getting sick so often.

"Are you sure you're alright? Do you hurt anywhere?" Tae hummed gently into the younger's ear like a lullaby, calming and healing Jungkook like he was his remedy.

"Sorry I woke you. Please sleep, I don't want you to be tired at work." Jungkook asked but Taehyung didn't really listen because he just wanted to care for him, knowing how ill he must be. "I-I think that's the last time now... I should be okay."

"I'll get you some medicine and a glass of water. I'll be back baby." Taehyung hummed lovingly, getting up to leave the bed but was held back by his wrist.

"N-no... you don't need to. Sleep... I don't want you to get tired-"

"I'm awake now so I'm fine. I'll make some toast for you too. You're going to be nice and healthy." Taehyung rubbed his back before getting up to head to the kitchen. Jungkook frowned as he was left alone. Jungkook didn't like it.

He left the bed and waddled after Taehyung, standing incredibly out of place in the middle of the cramped kitchen. The older turned back to grab a glass from one of the cupboards, frowning when he found Jungkook out of bed. "Head back to bed, Kook. You should be resting."

"I-I'm fine, I promise. Besides, I'll feel bad if I left you alone..." Jungkook mumbled, he grinned and thank the older as he gratefully took the plate of toast and glass of water and started eating it.

"Don't worry about me. You're the one that's sick." Taehyung smiled, pinching his boyfriend's cheeks in a loving way. "Just get better and I'll be happy."

Jungkook smiled, taking another sip from his water but stop abruptly when his sleeve fell off his arm, allowing him to see something black on his pale skin. He put down his glass and rolled up his sleeve all the way, staring down at his arm.

"Hyung Fukk Kook wi cock"

Jungkook narrowed his eyes as he stared into the words scribbled on his arm. "Tae Hyung... why is this on my arm?"

He frowned when he just heard Taehyung chuckle softly under his breath. Jungkook didn't understand what was so funny. "You were so horny last night. It was actually... pretty cute. You wanted me to... f-fuck you. You wrote it on your arm to remind yourself."

"Huh..." Jungkook murmured to himself, admiring the writing, smirking as he continued staring. "And... y-you didn't?"

"Of course not!" Taehyung reassured and that made Jungkook's eyebrows furrow and pout deepen.

"Why not?"

Tae didn't originally think that was the response he was going to get. He thought that maybe he'd get a small thank you for not taking control of the younger when he was in such a weak state and might regret it later. "Y-you were drunk..."