ILLICIT | PJM

Forty-Three

Jimin's eyes fluttered wide open, a cold and wet hand towel covered his forehead. He felt a weight on his stomach and saw Ayla with her head down, as if she was waiting for Jimin to wake up. Jimin felt like his head was on fire since yesterday morning but that was normal for him, he didn't know that it was a viral fever. Jimin sat in a straight position carefully, he touched his neck and realized that his body temperature was back to normal.

Everything around him was a little blurry, a little smeared. Strips of medicines laid on the table, his lips charred and he felt pale. He very carefully held Ayla by her arm only to discover that she was burning up. A sense of guiltiness swept through his mind, should've stopped when she told him to but didn't they already do enough business for the virus to pass?

"Ayla, babe I'm gonna lift you. Okay?" he stroked her hair and she hummed in response. Very carefully he hoisted her up and laid her on the bed and covered her with the sheets. Just that instant the bell rang, who would be here at 4:30 in the morning? Must be Taehyung. He let go of his girlfriend's hand and ran towards the other end of the penthouse.

"Yaah! Jiminie what took you so long?" His best friend hissed as he handed him a bag of donuts. Taehyung scanned him, "did you catch a fever?" Taehyung asked and Jimin nodded his head in approval. They both approached his room when Jimin suddenly remembered that Ayla was there.

"Wait!" Jimin ran to the door and locked it, he checked if Ayla was fully covered, even below the sheets. She was in his shirt and she was wearing a pair of his sweatpants. He sighed in relief and opened the door again.

"Ooh." Taehyung sang as he saw Ayla fast asleep.

"Shut up, I passed the fever now, just go and make some use of your medical degree." Jimin softly spoke. Taehyung placed his hand on her head.

"Man, she's literally burning." Taehyung cursed and got some medicines from the medic kit. The next few minutes were spent on giving her medicines and putting her back to sleep while Jimin just stood there feeling guilty.

"Jimin clean your room at least." Taehyung started picking up the bottle of almost untouched champagne and Jimin picked the bar of chocolate and his belongings.

"Seriously white chocolate?" Taehyung touched the creamy substance on edge of the bed and then the next minute Jimin was running towards him, pulling him in the washroom.

"You don't just touch anything on the floor you asshole!" Jimin yelled as Taehyung just stared at him dumbstruck.

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Ayla pov

My vision felt a little disoriented at first, my throat was dry like sandpaper as the taste of vomit at the back of my throat came. I tried to get a flashback of yesterday night and was successful in it. I got out of the bed and checked the time, 2:30 pm.

"Oh good you're up." I heard a familiar voice and I turned my head to see Taehyung leaned at the door frame of the room. He approached me and placed his hand on my forehead.

"You're still having the fever." his tone was uneasy. "Go and take a bath." I did as he instructed. I gathered my clothes and picked up the towel and left for a bath. The hot water had a calming effect on my body, the muscle knots loosened and my nerves relaxed, all the cologne scent on me faded and got washed away. My body which was feeling sore and exhausted was now better. I came out and went to the dining area where Taehyung was waiting for me.

"Where is Jimin?" I asked him as I sat next to him.

"He just left, before you woke up." Taehyung answered as he stuffed a bite of burger.

"So nice, how he is making you baby sit me while he enjoys the sunny weather." I scoffed and controlled my surge to eye roll.

"He has gone for some work." my eyes widened at his statement. By work he meant killing people. "Not killing, just threatening." a wave of relief washed over me.