• Take My Hand • | A Taekook fiction|

(Chapter 46) • Just a Fever Dream [pt.1] •

Narrator's POV

The next morning was calm; tranquil. Something Taehyung dearly missed and enjoyed.

He was the one who woke up to the quiet chatter of his hyungs downstairs and 7:30am sunshine lighting up their room first; but instead of getting up and doing what he would usually do before helping the older ones out with whatever they were doing downstairs, his urge of staying under covers of the warm bed beside a sleeping Jungkook won over him. So he did just that.

He turned to lay on his side as he rubbed off the sleep in his eyes before opting to stare fondly at the boy he loved instead of sleeping again, just because he could. Shuffling and holding him closer to his chest, he observed the way his lashes rested gracefully right under his round eyes, the way his hair fell onto his forehead a bit messy and lopsided- but still beautiful nonetheless. Goosebumps littered all along his arms as Jungkook's slow, warm breaths rhythmically fanned against his chest.

Breaths that were a little too warm.

Frowning slightly, Taehyung brought his hand up to check his temperature. And sure enough, his forehead felt quite warm against his palm.

Jungkook sleepily leaned into the cool touch, snuggling into Taehyung for either more warmth or cold- judging by the heat radiating off of the older's naked torso sitting flush against his own, the second possibility seemed more fitting to Taehyung.

"Did I not dry you off properly? Is a cold coming?" He muttered to himself, wondering what it could possibly be that caused the sudden temperature rise in Jungkook.

Meanwhile the boy in question slowly stirred awake, moans of discomfort filling the room out of the blue while he stretched on the mattress. He rubbed his closed eyes before opening them, "Puppy..?"

"Hi, bun. Good morning. How are you feeling?"

"Weird. Too warm. Want cuddles. But too warm."

Chuckling lightly at Jungkook- who was still somehow utterly adorable when sick- he said, "I think you're coming down with something, Koo. You feel too warm. Come on, let's go brush and go downstairs to get some food into our systems first, and then we'll get back here for you to rest and we'll cuddle all you want," he paused, combing his fingers through his brown hair, "How's that sound, bunny?"

With another prolonged groan and stretch, the older replied, "Okay.."

*

His temperature didn't seem to be showing any signs of going down any time soon even after having breakfast, and the six were getting a bit worried since it appeared so suddenly. He didn't have a stuffy nose or snot coming out from it, and he wasn't coughing or sneezing either. So they figured that it either wasn't a cold or it was too early for those symptoms to show yet.

"It might be just a fever, guys. Don't worry too much about it, it'll go away soon. I'm okay, please don't take me to a doctor for a fucking fever," Jungkook said when Hoseok suggested the idea.

He was currently laid shirtless in his bed- because it was too hot- with a cool, damp towel on his forehead, face flushed red and giving off a little too much heat. Taehyung was sitting right beside him and so was Hoseok and Jimin, the other three sitting on the floor and searching the web for what on earth this could be.

"Maybe, but come on, you don't usually have a fever out of the blue like this! It must be those damn cup noodles," Hoseok concluded, "See this is why you shouldn't have too much of anything."

"Oh my god, hyung, please-"

"Kook, do you feel chills? Maybe aches somewhere? Fatigue?" Asked Namjoon, still staring at his screen.