
eleven
Moon rushed around the house as she scooped rice porridge into a bowl for Jungkook and rattled out two pills from a container for his fever.
She carefully set the hot bowl of porridge on the portable mini table and set the spoon next to it with a glass of water on the desk. Moon walked into their room that they shared together and set the breakfast tray on the bedside.
"You need to eat. Just three spoonfuls is enough, okay?"
Jungkook weakly nodded, opening his mouth in response.
She blew on the spoonful of hot porridge and fed it to him. He ended up eating half of the bowl before he got too tired to eat. Moon forced him to take the fever reliever pills before he went back to sleep.
He drank the pills down with water and sank back into bed, wrapping himself with the blankets. Moon patted his hair and pressed her hand against his forehead. She sighed and looked at her bunny who was watching from the corner of the room.
"He's so troublesome," Moon told Jungkook the bunny.
He wiggled his nose and hopped over to her, tapping her ankle with his ears.
Moon picked him up and closed the curtain to make the room dark. She walked out of the room and quietly closed the door halfway.
"Don't worry, Jungkook. Jungkook will be better in no time."
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro