Affair (A Vkook story)

Chapter Twelve: Sick

Taehyung's POV
Jungkook fell towards the floor.

I quickly ran towards him in worry. I called out to any staff, hoping that someone would be there.

"Hello! Anyone?! Help!," I yelled.

No one seemed to answer. Did everyone go home or something? I felt Jungkook's forehead, feeling the familiar sensation of a fever. I felt around Jungkook's pockets to see if I could find a phone. Luckily, I found the device in his front pocket.

I looked at the iPhone X as I tried to unlock it. I grabbed Jungkook's hand to use his finger to unlock the phone. I debated on calling 911, but I felt afraid. I quickly scrolled through the contacts to find doctor Hoseok's number.

He'll know what to do.

I waited for ringer to pick up. Even though Jungkook has hurt me, he deserves to be healthy.

Soon I heard Hoseok's voice say, "What?"

"H-Hoseok? C-come quick please," I began to blabber.

"Taehyung? Are you ok?" I heard Hoseok ask in worry.

"Yeah, it's Jungkook... He h-has a fever and he fainted suddenly. I don't know what to do. Please, come quick," I began to continue to stutter.

"It's going to be ok. Check for any bruising from the fall of fainting. Try to take care of his fever. I'll be there in ten minutes," I heard Hoseok say before closing the call.

I pushed Jungkook on to his back. I noticed a bruise on his arm, but nothing else. I quickly grabbed paper towels from the kitchen and wet them with water. I put it on his forehead.

After a couple minutes I heard the door bell ring. I ran to open the door to reveal Hoseok.

I quickly lead him to Jungkook's sweating body. Jungkook groaned in his sleep as Hoseok helped me haul him on to my bed in the guest room since Jungkook's room was all the way upstairs. I put him under the covers as I saw he was shivering.

Hoseok began to check Jungkook's fever.

"He's going to be alright as long as he rests for a while. I don't think he's contagious, so you don't have to worry about that... What happened?" Hoseok asked me.

"I-I don't know. He was out in the rain for a while and then he collapsed when he came here. I couldn't find any staff, so I called you," I said remembering what Jimin said.

"Ohh that would do it. I'll leave you some instructions to take care of him," Hoseok before scribbling on a notepad.

I nodded at his words as he gave me the slip of paper.

"Tae... Why didn't you call the cops? It might of helped your situation," Hoseok began to ask.

I looked at him and then to Jungkook. He looked so helpless.

"I knew the cops wouldn't do anything... it would just get me in trouble. It would of just made things more complicated then they already are," I explained as I began to adjust the rag on Jungkook's forehead.

Hoseok's mouth made an o shape in realization. Hoseok's phone soon began beeping. Hoseok looked at the screen of his phone. I saw the contact was Yoongi, but I didn't see the message before Hoseok locked his phone again. I wonder what Yoongi was talking to Hoseok about...

"I have to go. Ask Jungkook to call me if anything wrong happens to him. I'll see you later," Hoseok said before promptly heading towards where he came from and leaving the mansion.

I laid next to Jungkook with my back faced to him, not sure where else I would be allowed to sleep. There was no way I was sleeping on the couch or the floor. In a way this reminded me of old times, when we used to lay and cuddle together. I smiled slightly at the thought, however, that smile quickly faded as I remembered the situation I was in.

Jungkook began to shiver. He began to move around in his sleep.

"So cold," I heard him whisper with his eyes still closed.

Before I knew it, I felt arms around me. I could feel Jungkook snuggle on my back. I tried to push him away, but he was too heavy. I groaned in annoyance. I didn't want his touch; I hated how nice it felt. I hate how I couldn't help but welcome the nostalgia of his grasp as his face snuggled into the crook of my neck.

"Warm," I heard him whisper as he gently held me.

As much as I hated to say it, I missed this.
Soon I fell asleep in his arms.

Jungkook's POV
I woke up with the worst headache. I felt so awful. I groaned as I felt a warmth leave me and the bed creaking. I opened my eyes realizing more that Taehyung was leaving the bed, well trying to.

How did I get here?

I must fainted or something... How was I moved? The staff always has Sunday off...

"You're awake?" Taehyung whispered.

I looked at Taehyung as he roughly brushed me off.

Did he hate me?

I heard a maid knock on the door before entering the room. Her eyes widened as he saw Jungkook in bed obviously sick.

"Sir, what happened?" she asked.

I opened my mouth to speak, but Taehyung beat me to it.

"He stupidly stayed out in the rain last night and got sick," Taehyung spat.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry sir. If I would of known, I wouldn't have let the staff take Sunday off," the maid apologized.

I waved my hand.

"It's ok," I said as I began to sit myself up.

Taehyung left the room.

Taehyung's POV
I wanted to hate Jungkook so much, but I couldn't. I kept thinking of back before I knew about all of this. Back when I could believe he loved me.

I walked to the kitchen to ask the chef to make some soup for Jungkook.

Lisa's POV
I grabbed the divorce request in my hands with uncertainty. I knew how much this would benefit Jungkook, but it would hurt both of our families. Is it really worth it?

I texted Jungkook that I was staying at a friends house for a while to help him get things sorted out.

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So drama bout to happen soon...