Still With My Memories

38. Lullaby

"Jungkook?" Jimin gently slaps Jungkook's cheeks but when the latter did not respond, his heart started racing in fear.

Fear of losing someone again.

Jimin's lips turned redder as he keeps biting it anxiously. "H-hey, don't joke around like this," he said with a shaky voice. There's a lump in his throat that he continuously swallow.

"Y-yah..." Jimin choked, his words sounded almost a whisper. "You confessed and passed out just like that? You haven't even heard my answer..."

Jimin leaned his head tiredly against Jungkook's. His hair tickles his cheeks but he didn't bother smiling, instead, he reaches for his hand and squeezes it with his palms.

"Are you stupid?" He said almost whispering. 

"That coffee..."

"I-I hate it too,"

"...It's too bitter,"

"I always prefer the chocolate drink, but you chose to drink it with Jieun..."

"...Do you know how much I hate you for that?"

Jimin wants to nag but he just continues his monotonous monologue, thinking that Jungkook can't hear him anyway.

A deep sigh escaped him as he steals a glance at Jungkook who seemed to be peacefully sleeping. His lips slightly parted making Jimin feel his warm breath brushing his neck.

"Jieun," He continued as his eyes stare at the dark secluded cave. Few fireflies surround them making him feel at ease, at least.

"She's so pretty. Her voice is nice too. I bet you can keep listening, even when she's ranting," he said with a frown, once again, the strange feeling bolting up his chest.

Jimin fidgets watching his already wounded barefoot, wriggling his pinkish toe that is now covered with dirt and grazed wounds, it must be painful but strangely, he feels no pain, probably because he was hella beaten up a few hours ago-- he thought.

His hands gently fondle the softness of Jungkook's hands before saying the words,

"I envy her."

"Why would you?" A breathy whisper and his deep coarse voice almost made Jimin jump from his seat. His eyes widened, and frozen at the same time. He thought Jungkook is unconscious all this time.

His gaze slowly averted to the other who's been sheepishly grinning on his shoulder.

"Y-yah? You're..."

Just then, he realized how close their faces are. Their lips almost touch and Jungkook's pointed nose poking his cheeks. He can feel his every breath grazing his wet lips and can even hear his heartbeat, or is it his own heartbeat? -- he can't really tell.

"...awake."

Thanks to the darkness, Jungkook can't probably see how red his cheeks are. He feels feverish all of a sudden, literally, Jimin thought he has a fever minus the headache, he feels lightheaded instead. He can't think of anything but Jungkook's lips, not even an inch away from his.