Benevolent

Jimin's POV:

I wanted to ask about Jungkook to his colleagues so, I asked Namjoon to wait for me near the car as I told him "I have some work." He smirks and I rolled my eyes.  I walk towards the door but, it got pushed by someone else, he was falling, I held him and wanted to shout at him for being clumsy and falling in my arm! But, as I saw his face. My anger went away. I pushed his bangs to the side and felt his temperature is more.

"He is having a fever? " murmuring to myself as I take him in bridal style, as I was stepping each step with lots of care. He is unconscious, maybe his temperature reached his head.

Namjoon was leaning against the car and saw me coming back, immediately opening the car door for me to enter. I slowly put him inside the car placing him on the back seat. Namjoon gave me a questioning look?

"Call Mr. Charles! Ask him to reach the mansion immediately!" Namjoon nodded his head calling our family doctor. Mr. Charles, he is our family specialist. I have seen him taking care of our family since childhood. My father trusted him and so will I.

I went inside and held his head, resting on my shoulder. I took my hankie and soaking it up with water and placing it on his forehead, compressing it from time to time.

Namjoon gave a smile to me as he started the engine. I could feel him, glancing at us and biting his lips holding his smile. I look at Jungkook breathing softly.

"Hyung, you can admire us later. Kindly drive fast!" He laughed and nodded his head changing gears.

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"Jimin, he'll be fine. Don't worry. " Namjoon Hyung patting my shoulder as I was waiting outside my room. Mr. Charles came as soon as he could and currently, he is with Jungkook for a long time now. It's making me so worried.

"It has been so long since he went inside and no trace of his coming out. " Namjoon sighs and points at the clock on the wall.

"It's been just 5 minutes. Relax..." Namjoon pats my shoulder and I nod my head looking at the closed door.  Why the hell am I so worried? I don't know.. I just know that I need him to be fine. A 'kind soul'  like him should be fine. Yeah... That must be the reason! Then, why would I care for someone like him?

The door opened and I was standing next to Mr. Charles. He moves back because of reflexes.

"Jimin, don't worry. He has got a cold and high fever. The fever must be because of frostiness, yesterday's weather. He might have cried too. Ask him the reason, cause his eyes are showing, He cries every night. He can't speak too, I guess? " Mr. Charles asked and I nod my head in agreement. He gave the prescription to Namjoon.

I look at the doc, he was talking with Namjoon. He looks at me and nods his head.

I open the door and entering closing the door behind. I walk towards the bed, sitting on the edge.

I look at the sleeping figure. His hands are resting on either side. IV needle pierced through his soft skin connecting nerve to IV tube, drip chamber has the liquid dropping 'one' drop every 3 seconds. I look at his face, which is so peaceful. His eyes are closed with those eyelashes asking me to smile, his cute little nose asking me to peck on it. His soft, rosy lips are a little dry because of his health. I ran my hands through his soft brown locks.

"Take rest!" I got up walking towards the couch, which is next to the window having white curtains dangling because of wind. I close the window to avoid any wind to pass through. He is having a fever I can't take the risk. I sat on the couch, taking my file to be signed. I started to read it, taking my reading glasses from the table. It is made of transparent glass. I glanced at him, still sleeping. I continued with my work.

After some time, I saw the IV bag empty so I rolled the roller clamp to the end. He was still sleeping. I caressed his cheek walking back to do my work.

"Jimin!" I look up to see Namjoon standing with medicines with him.

"I bought all the medicines, Mr. Charles asked and the maid will get the chicken soup, make sure he takes these pills before the food. *showing his hand having pill sheets* then these after it. *showing his left hand*  He might start panicking as he wakes up. " I nod my head as the places those medicine on the table next to the bed.

"Hyung! don't call me Jimin in front of him. " I implored him as he gave a confused look.

"It's a long story.." He nods his head and looks at Jungkook, smiling at him.

"Then, I should call you boss!" I shake my head. I don't like him calling me boss.

"Call me Christian!" He raised his right eyebrow and gestures me to continue.

"Actually, he doesn't know my name. I didn't tell him my real name. I just couldn't trust him at first. " he nods his head.

"Since, when did you start telling your name to people. You take remedial classes for those who don't know your name!" He has a point. Why did I think to introduce myself? I shrugged off. I don't know myself, why I did that?

"He is mute Hyung!" I said as he looks at Jungkook in disbelief.

"No way... " I nod my head and he looks at Jungkook then me. What is he trying to analyze?

"I thought you like him! That's why you were worried about him. But, now if I think then, you're having pity on him. Since he can't speak that's why you are helping him. But, you don't look at people like them too. You don't even remember the third person you meet in a day. " he continues as I took this sign as he is overusing his brain.

"Hyung! I signed these files. Can you send these to Mr.kim? " I saw a spark in his face when I said, Mr. Kim. I raise my eyebrows.

"Ok! I'll give them personally to him. " I nod my head, giving papers to him. He happily skipped out of the room.

I sent him because I don't want him to confuse me more than I'm already.

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Jungkook's POV:

I move a bit and slowly open my eyes to meet a white ceiling. I close my eyes and open again, letting them adjust to the light. I turn to the other side and frowned. What is this place? I wide my eyes. Oh my god! Somebody kidnapped me. I quickly got up and look around the place. It's not my house for sure.

This room is equal to my apartment. I'm sitting on a king-sized fluffy bed, softer than feathers. The walls were painted dark blue. Blue is the symbolism of loyalty. But, why am I thinking these things? I need to get out of here. I look at the IV connection. Did the person try to poison me? I heard, people with a grudge will give slow poison to kill the victim and declare 'The death was because of ill-health'.

I held the tube and try to rip it from my hand. But, I heard the door opening. I look at my hand and then at the door. I rip it off my hand and ready to run away from this place.

I saw blood coming out of it. I don't care about it now. The door opened and I fall back on the bed, pretending to be asleep. I closed my eyes and fists my palm. If the person comes near me. I'll punch his face. I know karate! I felt the figure coming closer to me, my blood was getting cold as I held my breath. I'm strong... I'm strong... I can punch him and run away from here. Yeah... I'm very strong!

I felt the bed dip to my right side, meaning he sat at my right side. I tighten my fisted palms.

"Jung—"

I got up as I thought 'now or never'. I threw my hand in the air with my fist ready to land on his face. But, he held my right hand using his left hand away from his face and pulled me closer.

I felt a warm hand caressing my left cheek. I had my eyes closed all this time as I open it slowly, to see his face so close to me. As if I move forward, my lips will melt as chocolate by his lips. Our chest almost touching but, the duvet over me didn't allow it to happen.

He was holding my hand in the air as if he knew I was going to punch him. He looks deeply into my eyes, as my own eyes flickering at his eyes, they are dark as a stormy sky.

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