Fabricated Love

{17} trapped

It was a bad timing to ask. There was so much going on in the younger's head already and his body wasn't feeling any normal either. When the elder realised that Jungkook had completely zoned out in shivers and could not comprehend what he had said, it was time to stop the useless banter.

Without another word, he picked him up in his arms yet again, catching him off guard. Jungkook was still unable to think, it was as if he was losing his mental ability to think and process things.

Within seconds, he was brought inside a room and put gently on the bed where he forced himself to sit up straight with some effort. It wasn't long until Taehyung had digged into every corner of the room to collect about three-four blankets which he wordlessly threw over at the bed. The younger didn't need to be instructed any further as he instantly fell inside the pool of blankets like a little pet.

Pulling all of them towards himself, he laid down with drowsy and teary eyes, the blankets engulfing him as a whole. This was the first time since then that he had initiated an action by himself, Taehyung couldn't help but find it endearing. He swiftly walked towards the younger boy and carefully pulled down the excessively heavy bulk of the blankets from his face, revealing his doe eyes and soft lips, both struggling to open.

"I'll be coming within a minute, don't cover your face."

He did not wait for a response from Jungkook since he knew he wouldn't get any. Speeding up his way towards the kitchen, the panicked guy had to get back to some insane amount of multitasking. Almost instantly, he set up the water for boiling. He had never been in such a hurry ever before in his life.

Maybe because it wasn't everyday that he had a boy in his room struggling for life at 1 AM.

It took exactly ninety seconds, a little more than what he had thought. Rushed and tensed, when he got back inside the younger was in the same position he had been left. His curious yet tired eyes peeked at Taehyung until he sat down next to him, also deciding to slide inside the warmth of the blankets.

Taehyung used the warm bottle of water in his hands to put it against Jungkook's neck. The way the younger's eyes shut in absolute relief, his mouth released a sigh and body came closer to Taehyung's sitting stance was enough to understand how much he needed that this entire time.

The warmth moved to his collarbones, his chest and then to his arms. Taehyung felt as if it was illegal to watch the younger up this close with his upper body exposed. He looked like a sin. An awfully beautiful one. Even in a condition like this, he was still gorgeous and dreamy. Almost caught up in the heat of the moment, the subconscious Jungkook shifted closer to the elder. Deep shallow breaths filled up the silent room as he gladly switched to the comfort of Taehyung's arms. Good Lord, how heavenly it felt...

Taehyung's breath hitched and he stopped in his movements, the warm bottle now lying still on the younger's neck. He looked down at Jungkook; eyes completely shut in relief, mouth releasing soft breaths, chest heaving up and down, curled up like a ball next to Taehyung, inhaling his scent. The elder could feel his heartbeat going crazy. It was scary. So fucking terrific...he had never felt that before.

The boy in his arms looked peaceful and Taehyung couldn't help but resume the movements as he made way deeper into his chest, only to hear the younger's relieved sighs that sounded like a newfound melody to his ears. At one point, Taehyung completely stopped. He pushed himself out of the bed in absolute horror and threw the bottle to the ground in panic, heartbeat completely erratic.