|Taehyung's perspective|

     "You are ok? You look pale." Jungkook says to me and I just nod.

      "Yeah... I'm fine." I reply then I get up from the bed.

      I have no idea why I feel so bad. I have an annoying headache and I feel my legs numb. I was fine yesterday.

     I sit on a chair in the kitchen and drink a glass of water from the table. I notice later that Jungkook is looking at me strangely, but I can't understand what his gaze means. He has sneakers on his feet, and I realize he's going somewhere.

     I can't ask him where he's going, because he's approaching me, and then he's sitting in a chair next to me. He looks at me, then starts to play with his fingers. 

    "Can ... Can I touch your forehead?" he asks me and I frown a little, because I'm confused.

    "What?" I ask in my turn, trying to make sure I heard right.

     He looks at me with a faint blush, then bites his lower lip. Ok... this... this was kinda hot. If he was a girl, of course. 

     "Can I touch your forehead, please?" he asks again, this time in a more confident voice, and I nod hesitant. 

     "Ăăm... sure." I answer then he smiles. 

    The next thing he does is put his right hand on my forehead, and I only now realize how little it is. I flinch a little when his cold skin makes contact with my forehead. I can't understand why the hell I feel so weird, but when I look into his eyes, I'm left with no reaction. His eyes are as black as doll's. And why the hell do they shine so bright?

    I get out of the strange state I entered when I meet Jungkook worried gaze. He takes my hand off my forehead, then sighs. He takes his phone out of his pocket, and I look at him curiously.

     "I think you have fever." he says then search something on his phone.

     "What... what are you doing?" I ask and he looks at me.

      "I was supposed to go out with Jimin, Namjoon and Jin, but I'll call them to tell them I can't go." he reply and I raise my left eyebrow. 

      "What? Why?"

      "Because you are sick, and I will take care of you." he answers while I remain speechless. 

       His words starts to roll in my head, and I can not understand why my heart starts to beat faster. "Because you are sick, and I will take care of you." Is he really going to stay here for me?

       Before Jungkook calls anyone, I take his phone in his hand and he frowns at me. Why he is cute even when frowns? Why I keep telling that he is fucking cute?

      "No way. I'm fine, you don't have to miss the meeting with your friends for me." I say in a clear tone, and then I swallow hard when I feel my throat dry.

    He doesn't seem to understand what I'm telling him, and then he starts giggling. 

    "If you think I leaving while you have a fever, then you don't know me yet." he says and then takes the phone from my hand and gets up from the bed.

     So he can be bold too, hmm?

     "Jungkook, I-"

     "I will make some tea for you. Go to your bed, please." he demands in a soft tone, and I swear something just jumped in my stomach. 

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|Jungkook's perspective|

      "If I had left, who would have taken care of you?" I whisper and then change the cloth on Taehyung's forehead.

     After realizing he had a fever, I called Jin and told him I couldn't walk. I lied to him that I have a stomach ache. There was no way I could leave Taehyung alone in his condition. Maybe we didn't always get along, but I'm still human. I have something I call compassion.

     I sigh briefly and then check the phone. It's past one o'clock at night. But I can't sleep. At least not until Taehyung's fever subsides. He's been sleeping for about two hours, while I try to take care of him without waking him.

   I get a little closer to his face and I can swear I didn't notice how many eyelashes he has. I close my eyes for a few seconds. I can't do this! If he wakes up? I struggle in my mind with the desire to touch his eyelashes, and then I slowly put my right finger on them. I smile a little, but in the next second Taehyung opens his eyes and I freeze. Fuck!

     "If you was going to kiss me while I was sleeping, the kiss has no charm, don't you think?" he says, and I can bet I turn red right away.

    I immediately get up from my knees, and then he just laughs.

      "I- I... was not! I just-"

      "You tried to take advantages of the fact that I am sick and I was sleeping." he intervenes in an amused tone, and I glance at him worried.

     "No!" I yell and he smirks. "It is not true! I was... I was just-"

     "Woah, easy, Jungkook. I was just joking." he tells and I look at the floor. 

     "Well... it was not a nice joke." I whisper then I run to the bathroom. 

    I close the door after me, then I look at the mirror. I am red like a fucking tomato, for God sake! Why? Why I have to be so weird?

    At this moment he probably thinks at me at someone with no humor sense at all. But it was not a good joke!

    "If you was going to kiss me while I was sleeping, the kiss has no charm, don't you think?"

    I just touched his eyelashes! Why on earth I would kiss him?

    I mean... it's not like he doesn't have big or red lips, but-

     "Fuck! What is going one with me?"

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     Yeah, a new chapter hehe^^ I hope u like it even a little bit, and see u at the next one❤

    Tomorrow I will go to the work, so idk for sure if I will be able to update twice hehe

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