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ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴇᴏᴋᴊɪɴ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ɪs ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ʏᴇᴀʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ʟᴇᴛ's sᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs sᴛᴏʀʏ sᴇᴏᴋᴊɪɴ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ɪs ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ɴᴇᴡ ʏᴇᴀʀ....
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For the moment, neither of them spoke. Seokjin was very tired after a whole day’s travelling, feeling ache penetrating through the bone. With his eyebrows knitted slightly, he leaned his forehead against the window.

Taehyung casted a few glances at him, he slowed down and freed his hand to touch Seokjin’s forehead lightly. As expected, he had a fever again.

“Are you cold?” Taehyung pulled the coat over, covered it on Seokjin and said, “Hang in there. We’ll arrive in five odd hours. I’ll get off the viaduct later. There will be some commonly used medicine to replace what you usually use even in a small city.” Taehyung did not blame Seokjin for his haste to go outside without medicine. He knew that Seokjin was painful enough, and it was easy to be impulsive when he could not hold on.

“What time is it?” Seokjin’s face was pale and his voice was weak.

Taehyung read the time on the dashboard, “Eleven fifty-nine.”

At this moment, fireworks bloomed in the distant sky. On the long and monotonous highway, it was really refreshing to see such a scenery. That was supposed to be set off by people in the small city near the highway. With different colors blazing in clusters here and there, the sky was lightened.

“It’s twelve.” Seokjin leaned forward slightly, looking at the fireworks carefully like a kid, with some innocent joy between his eyes and brows.

Taehyung felt more relaxed too, and he smiled, “Happy New Year.”

Suddenly, something seemingly occurred to Taehyung that he searched the storage box of the car while driving; and about two minutes later, he got what he was looking for.

A box of fujiya toffees.

“Eat some sweet candy so that the new year will be sweet.”

Seokjin took the candy box, thanked him in a daze. He was not aware that his eyes had been red. Seokjin had already forgotten when he ate a candy last time. He even did not remember sweetness very well since being used to bitterness.

It was good to have someone care about you. He coaxed you mildly, with a small tin box filled with toffees like you were a kid—“Be a lamb, so that the day will be as sweet as sugar.”

Taehyung had even been ready to give Seokjin his melted heart as a present, let alone a tin box. The moment he promised Seokjin, he felt slightly sorrowful and regretful. He wanted to pamper and dote him so much in the coming days and made up for the past days no matter how mischievous or capricious he was. Nevertheless, the dream was difficult to realize. At least now, Seokjin was still making a polite request to him for a humble thing.

But the mood of Seokjin was visibly better than before. Although he seemed still languid due to the fever, his eyes had been clearer and brighter. He looked at Doctor, who was still driving. Then he tore off the wrapper of a candy and passed it over, “Here, eat some candy.”

Taehyung had a sweet tooth, or there would not be candies in the car. In addition, it was the one he loved fed him personally. So he absolutely accepted it. When Taehyung saw Jin's slender fingers stop beside his lips, it took him a lot of effort to resist taking a bite by the chance of eating the candy.

The second candy Seokjin took was for the dog. Taking the car for a long time, Yeontan also looked tired. He chewed and then swallowed it soon after Seokjin put the candy into its mouth.

The third one, for Seokjin himself, tasted sweet, and it was so sweet that tears hovering in his eyes almost dropped.

When Taehyung looked at Seokjin, he had already fallen asleep again. But this time, he did not habitually had his brows frowned. Smile could also be read from the soft curve of his lips.