《HE IS THIRTY SEVEN | VKOOK ✓》VIII.

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euphoric

Jeongguk saw his Mercedes Benz patiently waiting for him in the parking lot but unfortunately he didn't have time for his favorite car when Kim Taehyung offered to take care of him.

He without saying anything got in Taehyung's car and finally he got the chance to sit beside the man he wants. Jeongguk stole at glance at the other who was looking worried― internally cheering to himself that Taehyung did care about him, even if he was kinda still a stranger to him. Roughly a week doesn't make them anything.

"Mr. Han. Home now." Taehyung informed his driver and the middle aged man nodded before starting the car.

"Are you feeling really bad? Should I take some soup from the restaurant..." Taehyung cut himself off, "No, will cook soup at home with all the veggies."

"Yeah, home cooked one will be better.." the older said but this was Jeongguk's turn to cut Taehyung's sentence, "Thank you so much Taehyungie. You are such an angel."

"You are going to publish my book so it's my duty to help you. No need to thank me." Taehyung humbly said and Jeongguk chuckled, "Do you always bring everyone home who are sick? I think I am special."

"Of course, you are not special Jeon Jeongguk. You are... for me like the others." Taehyung retorted but Jeongguk still smiled, "Yeah okay."

"Uhm, these are some clothes if you want to change." Taehyung said in a low tone and Jeongguk smiled taking the clothes from Taehyung's hold.

"Thanks but how did you have extra clothes in your house?" Jeongguk asked curiously and saw the other look a little tensed.

"Actually... I bought these for Namjoon before our divorce but never gave him. A week ago when I was cleaning my cupboard, I found these and thought of giving them to Mr. Han's son. That's why I even washed them." Taehyung looked up and Jeongguk nodded.

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"This shirt is nice but a little long for me. I guess your husband was taller than me." Jeongguk pointed out pressing the light blue shirt on his chest.

"Yeah, by probably some centimeters." Taehyung smiled, "You change and lay down, I will bring some soup for you."

Jeongguk hummed and looked around the whole room. He thought it was probably the guest room when he saw how new the things look― as if no one ever lived or used anything in here.

Jeongguk changed his pants to the pair of white pajamas and was standing there shirtless― the cold hitting his body, chills running through his spine and his fever helping his body to feel it more intensely. He smiled hoping that his fever won't subside soon.

"Hey! Wear your shirt." Someone half yelled and Jeongguk saw that it was Taehyung who saw him shirtless and now was closing his eyes, not wanting to see Jeongguk in this state anymore.

"Why are you so shy? I mean it's just my torso." Jeongguk laughed wearing the shirt but before he could cover himself, Taehyung already peeked through his eyelids and stole glances at Jeongguk's well built body.

His had the right amount of muscles, just liked Taehyung liked and the sleeve tattoo that ran to his shoulder along with the ones on his back― the older understood that this boy in front of him was just perfect. He had everything.

"Now lay down with the duvet. I will just check your temperature." Jeongguk did what he was told to and half sat on the soft mattress. Taehyung took the place beside him and Jeongguk smiled.

"Now stop smiling like an idiot and open your mouth." Taehyung ordered pulling out the newly bought thermometer from it's paper box. He placed it Jeongguk's mouth and took a note on the clock.

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Jeongguk stared at Taehyung who was checking on the time and couldn't but take notes on the older's facial features.

"102 degrees. You need to rest!" Taehyung quickly pushed Jeongguk on the bed and covered him completely with the duvet.

"Mr. Kim, the soup." Someone called and both of them saw a girl walking in with a tray in her hands.

"Yeah, keep it on the nightstand. Here." Taehyung said and the girl left after she did what she was told to.

"So, Jeongguk. Here is the soup and the meds that my doctor has advised. Eat it and then sleep for a couple of hours, you will be fine." Taehyung gave a sweet smile before he stood up from Jeongguk's side who whined like a kid causing the writer to chuckle.

"What?" He asked still chuckling.

"Feed me. I am very weak." Jeongguk pretended to be very weak as he lifted his hand up in the air and let it fall immediately. Taehyung pressed his lips in a thin line because he knew this was all a facade.

"No, I am not going to feed you."

"Then I am not going to eat. Take them back, I will just sleep." Jeongguk was being insistent and Taehyung sighed when he saw Jeongguk closing his eyes, ready to sleep.

"Only for this time." Taehyung sighing for the thousandth time agreed and Jeongguk felt euphoric.

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