My Time (jjk x soulmate au) 💜 {18+}

Chapter 22

"J-Jungkook??"

When the strange noises from my kitchen woke me up, I didn't expect the situation to turn up like this. Jungkook was the last person I expected to find in my kitchen.

If not for my soul bond reacting to his presence, I might've attacked him thinking he was an intruder.

The moment I touched him, he fell into my arms, mumbling my name. He was covered in sweat, stary doe eyes hazy, and his skin burned; as if it was on fire. His disoriented state made me anxious.

But damn the heavens, the guy's so fucking heavy!! Only God knows, how I managed to stumble into my bedroom, pulling his dead weight, and successfully reached my bed.

The dude is double my size, for fucks sake!!

If at all I'd fallen while my trudge to the bedroom, I'm so damn sure I would've been crushed to death by his weight.

I'm exaggerating. But, to be honest, I would've had a hard time getting from under his body if we had to fall on the floor. You know, he's the Muscle Bunny.

Jungkook groaned, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I made him comfortable on my bed and tried to wake him up, but everything went in vain. Other than groaning and huffing in pain, he couldn't speak.

I could sense his pain through our bond.

So, I rang the one person I know will help me, Dr. Park. I hope he picks up this late at night.

On 3rd ring, he picked up his phone, and his groggy voice filtered in.

"Hello, Ash? What is it?"

"Hello, Dr. Park. Sorry to disturb you this late at night, but we have an emergency," I said.

"What happened? Are you alright? Is your soul mark bleeding again?" He asked in pure shock.

"No. It's not me, it's Jungkook. He teleported to my apartment half an hour ago and is unconscious. He has a high fever, and he's in pain, I can feel it," I tried to explain to him, calming myself.

"Shit!!" Dr. Park cursed.

That's the first time I heard him curse, usually he's a well-collected man.

"Ash, what other symptoms can you observe? " He asked in haste, I could hear rustling from the other side.

"He's sweating profusely, his pupils are dilated, and his soul mark is in bad shape," I reported.

"Don't worry, I will be getting there ASAP. Text me your address," he said and hung up.

Next, I dialed Namjoon's number and informed him of the situation at hand.

"How is he?"

"Not good, to be honest."

Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced my chest rendering me breathless.

"Ash?"

"Yes?" I huffed, "Namjoon, I'll keep you updated, but now I need to go."

I hung up without waiting for his reply and ran to Jungkook to find him in a wretched state. He trashed in the bed with his jaws locked and his hand fisted into balls.

What should I do?

Tears sprang into my eyes. I can't see him in so much pain.

I wiped the tears away and caught his arms.

"Jungkook, listen, it's me, Ash. You're safe with me," I tried to calm him down, although I'm not sure if he can hear me out.

After so much effort he calmed down a little. I need to do something, but what?