│ C H A P T E R 9 │
"Jimin? Do you think I'm annoying?"
Jimin looked up at Jeongguk who was leaning against the wall, his fingers picking at the crimson walls. Jeongguk's eyes were widened by a few millimeters and the former stared at him with a crooked eyebrow, silently questioning the boy's odd behavior yet he brushed it off in a second realizing that it was Jeongguk.
"Yes. Very."
Jimin continued to vacuum the floor but when he didn't receive a snarky remark in return his gaze moved back to the younger. Much to his surprise, judging by the way Jeongguk was frozen on spot, his eyes widened and hazy, he was either sleeping with his eyes open or was going through a big existential crisis.
"Jeongguk, are you okay? Why do you look li—"
Before he could finish his sentence, Jimin's lips parted in a small o and he suddenly bent down ninety degrees towards Jeongguk's direction and the younger watched, confused as to why Jimin was showing him such respect out of the blue. He opened his mouth to question yet before he could, the sound of someone's throat being cleared reached his ears.
Jeongguk's body reacted before his mind could.
Taehyung pretended not to notice how Jeongguk almost missed a step on the staircase as he pressed himself against the wall, his face flat against the surface and his body stiffened. His eyes clenched shut as he held his breath.
Jimin too, watched the younger, amusedly as Jeongguk shivered visibly as the devil walked past him.
After a few seconds, both Jimin and Taehyung, who were now at the breakfast table could hear Jeongguk muttering to himself (something along the lines of 'breathe bitch breathe' and 'fuck I forgot he was the fucking devil is hE GOING TO POUR HOT OIL DOWN MY THROAT) followed by some soft head-bangs against the wall.
A moment of silence followed and Jeongguk entered, a soft tune leaving his lips as he plopped himself down on the chair, feigning confidence (but he was really fucking obvious).
"How was your sleep last night, your highness?" Jimin questioned as he took a bite out of his toast.
"Not the best I've had." Was the devil's reply. Jimin nodded slightly as he took another bite.
"Are you having nightmares again, sire?" and when silence replied Jeongguk glanced up to see Taehyung clenching his jaw, his lips pursed in discomfort. Jeongguk's eyebrows furrowed and a feeling of guilt and concern washed over him catching him off guard.
"You have nightmares too?" The words escaped Jeongguk's lips before he could stop them. He bit his tongue, silently cursing as the devil's eyes raked over the younger. Jeongguk lifted his eyes and immediately regretted it when Taehyung's caramel irises bore into them. Once again, the lack of emotions behind them caused a pang of hurt to shoot through the younger.
The fuck, Gguk? Why are you hurt? Bro, you're stronger than this lmao. He's the fucking devil, why do you even care?
Right. Why do I even care?
Jeongguk got up from his seat, walking over to the kitchen with his half-empty plate. He dropped the dish into the sink before making his way back to his room, ignoring the pair of eyes burning holes in his back.
***
After a long nap and a few hours of contemplating life (or death, if you will), Jeongguk sat up, determined.
He was going to apologize to the devil. The event that happened the night before made him realize that Taehyung was actually scary and also that he wouldn't hesitate to kill a bitch. The sudden thought made him shiver causing him to return back to his initial position, which was lying face-first his limbs spread all across like a contorted starfish.
Jeongguk didn't realize he had fallen asleep until he was awoken by a loud noise. His head swiveled around the room searching for the cause of the disruption and that's when the noise returned. Louder and distinct that the one before.
Is that— it surely isn't— oh lord don't let that be fucking thunder. Fuck I forgot, Taehyung told me about the thunderstorms but wtfsdbsvh
Another crack of thunder echoed around the castle and a yelp left Jeongguk's lips and before he could process what was happening his feet picked up and sprinted up the staircase, stopping when he arrived at Taehyung's door. The light creeping out of the gap under the door indicated that the devil was awake. His fisted hand reached to knock on the door yet guilt overtook him again. He searched around the place in search of a piece of paper and when his eyes caught sight of a pile of napkins by Taehyung's door, he sighed in relief.
He picked one up and settled down on the crimson floor, a whimper escaping his lips as another crack of thunder startled him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small stub of a pencil. Jeongguk scribbled down a few words hastily before cautiously sliding it under the door.
Tae-Tae I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say what I said yesterday. You know how carried away I get sometimes, right? Please forgive me? ( Idon'twanthotoil downmythroatpls)
P. s – side note, can you mayhaps let me sleep in your room for tonight? I'm kinda scared of thunder :,)
P.p.s— please, let me in, okay? I'll sleep on the floor. I don't mind.
P.p.s— PLEASE LET ME SLEEP IN YOUR ROOM I'M FUCKING PISSING MY PANTS HERE MAN (:
Before he could knock on the door, the napkin was pulled towards the opposite side causing a small gasp and a feeling of giddiness to spread through the younger. But it was short-lived when the frightening sound reverberated once again and the horror-stricken boy flinched with his eyes shut.
When his eyes opened, he was pleasantly surprised to see a piece of paper slid under the door, landing near his feet.
What are you, twelve?
Jeongguk frowned before quickly writing a reply.
On a scale of one to ten, yes. But that's beside the point. Let me in before I pee through the crack of your door. (:
After a few seconds, the thunder increased by sound and the poor boy yelped in fear continuously. Strings of curses leaving his lips as he did so. Jeongguk couldn't help but notice how fucking cold it had gotten when a chill ran down his spine.
The door opened slowly and before the devil could speak, the younger had already rushed into the room. He jumped onto the king-size bed, engulfing himself in the black velvet sheets as he shuddered in fear and chilliness. The devil watched him with a raised eyebrow as he slowly let the door close. Jeongguk snuggled further into the sheets, a contented smile illuminating his face and a light dimple appeared on the side of his face.
A foreign feeling washed over the devil as he watched the younger, amusedly. When realization hit him, he wiped the slight smile out of his lips, mustering a frown instead.
Oh in the name of hell, what are you doing Taehyung? Why did you even let him into the room? You could have just let him sleep outside. It's Jeongguk, for heaven's sake. Jeongguk jus- just reminds you of him. So why do you even care?
Right. Why do I even care?
He was pulled out of his thoughts by the sound of Jeongguk's voice.
"Damn— why are you are staring at me like that? If you wanted me you could just say so." Jeongguk said, his tongue pushed against his cheek and he winked cockily. "Draw me like one of your French girls, Taehyung." He added for good measure before sending another wink his way.
Taehyung rolled his eyes before shooting him a sharp look.
"One more word and you'll sleep on the floor, instead."
"Wait— you're actually letting me sleep on the bed?" Jeongguk peered at the devil with his doe eyes and Taehyung glanced away busying himself with a blanket as his cheeks started to burn.
"Don't make me regret my decision, Jeon."
A moment of silence followed as the red-haired boy prepared himself a sleeping place by his bed, a crease forming in between his brows as he concentrated on his actions. But from his peripheral vision he could see the younger gazing at him with a look of awe.
"Have you forgiven me?" Jeongguk spoke softly and grimaced slightly when a crack of thunder reached his ears. Taehyung stiffened a little.
"It's not important. It's in the past now."
A pause.
Taehyung took that as the reply as he settled down, turning the light off letting darkness engulf both of them.
A pause.
"Taehyung?"
"What now?"
"This may sound a bit weird but um—" Jeongguk was interrupted by a sudden clap of thunder causing him to yelp once again and Taehyung felt the corner of his lip lift ever so slightly. "—could you come sleep on the bed with me?"
Taehyung kept his back turned towards the younger and the latter stared on, expectantly.
"I mean, I'd feel a lot safer knowing you're there plus I feel guilty for making you sleep on the cold ground, ya know? " Jeongguk muttered, shyly, his voice dropping a few decibels.
After a moment of silence, Jeongguk heard rustling and a distant crack of thunder. He could feel the side of the bed dip and a grin made its way to his lips. Taehyung had his back turned towards the younger and he let out a soft sigh as thoughts ran untamed in his head.
You're doing this only because it's cold.
"I didn't think you'd actually—"
"Shut up."
"Sorry." A pause. "Thank you, Taehyung."
Taehyung let out a soft scoff, but the lack of harshness caught him by surprise.
"You know what, Taehyung? You're my second favorite person in the world." The younger slurred and sleep started clouding his mind. Meanwhile, the devil's eyes shot open at what the younger said. He let out a soft chuckle as he shook his head.
"Who's the first?" he questioned, softly. He felt Jeongguk stir beside him. His reply came shortly after, the younger's words overlapping each other as he finally let sleep take over his consciousness.
"I'll tell you later."
A/N
Some soft taekook fluff we all needed ;-;
The story is progressing slowly and I'm living for it oml I have so much in store for you guys ♡
- Amy