arranged marriage

his hand found, its way under my shirt. He started going up and down with his hand, making me shiver. Our lips found its way back, and the kiss got heated. My hand went to Taehyung’s hair and I gently grabbed it, my fingers getting tangled in his soft hair. His hand trailed down to my hips, and kept them there. Pulling me closer to him. He bit my lip making it bleed. Before we could take this any further, there were a knock on the door. We quickly got away from each other. My face started to heat up, and I saw a slight tint of red on Taehyung’s cheek. I got up and walked towards the door, opening it. It was Mr. and Mrs. Kim. I could clearly see, that they were worried. Mrs. Kim pulled me in for a hug, while crying.
“Your father is in the hospital” she managed to say.
“I know. Me and Taehyung just went to the hospital to visit” I said.
“don’t worry honey, he is a strong man” I nodded
“What happened to your lip?”
“I-I was eating something, and suddenly bit my lip” I said giving a shy smile.
She didn’t say anything after that, she gave me a last worried look and left. I was worried at first, but after I heard my father was fine. I started relaxing a bit more. I looked back and saw Taehyung, still a bit red, from before. I walked over to him, when I remembered something. It’s my birthday the day after tomorrow. Am I going to celebrate it? Nah, probably not. I shrugged it off, pretending not to know.
“So, you were eating something, yeah my lip” he teased.
I rolled my eyes, with a smile on my lips. I went back to bed and fell fast asleep. I think I am a deep sleeper, since I didn’t hear Taehyung, slamming the door to the bathroom. But somehow, I ended waking up. I rushed to the bathroom, opening the door. Not bothering to knock. He was kneeling in front of the toilet, head hanging low. He was vomiting. I rushed over to him, patting his back. After he was done, I walked him to the sink to wash his mouth. I touched his forehead, and he was cold. like really. I walked him back to the bed, and rushed downstairs to take a cloth, and a bowl with warm water. Not boiling warm, but warm. Once I was upstairs, I placed the bowl on my nightstand. I dipped the cloth in the water, and placed it on his forehead. I started singing and song, until he fell asleep. Surprisingly it worked. He looked like an angel, even when he was asleep. I leaned down, and gave a peck kiss on his cheek. I was about to leave so he could rest, but his weak hand grabbed my wrist. I looked back at him, my eyes filled with worry. I tried to shake it off, but it didn’t work. I eventually gave up and sat beside him.
“Please don’t leave me” he whispered.
“Don’t worry, I won’t” I said giving him a soft smile.
He nodded and laid his head on my lap, while I was reading a book. I got tired of the book, and started playing with Taehyung’s hair. I heard him hum in responds. Did he eat? I don’t think he did, maybe I should make him some soup. Chicken soup! I lifted his head, as quiet and careful as possible. Trying not to wake him up. I grabbed a pillow, and laid his head down on it. I tip toed to the door, and closed the door. Being extra careful. Once the door was closed, I ran to the kitchen. I was close to falling, when I ran down the stairs, but quickly caught my balance again. I looked through the cabinets to find a middle-sized pot. I grabbed some chicken out from the freezer, and put it in a bowl of warm water. While I was waiting for the ice to melt I started cutting carrots, potatoes, onions, and some celery. When I was done, I started cutting the chicken. I filled the pot with water and put the chicken in. I placed the pot on the stove and waited for it to start turning warm. It took some time before I finished, but I did. I searched for Taehyung’s favorite bowl, which was a bowl with penguins printed on. I found it and held the soup in it, making sure he got a lot of chicken. I sat the bowl on a tray with a spoon, and chopsticks and made my way upstairs. I walked inside and slowly, put the tray on the nightstand. I woke up Taehyung, so he could eat and then sleep. But he didn’t even flinch, I tried again this time shaking him. but nothing happened.
“Kiss me, then I wake up” he suddenly said.
“Yah! How can you joke, when you’re this sick!” I asked crying.
“don’t cry” he said, wiping away my tears.
He sat up, and gave a quick peck, on my lips then he gave me that cute smile of his. I rolled my eyes, and took the soup.
“Here eat this, before it gets cold” I said, holding the tray.
I sat the tray on his lap, and he began drinking the soup. He looked so cute. He finished quickly, and put the tray on the ground. He laid down again, and hugged me tightly. Soon we both fell asleep.

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