The next morning, Taehyung woke up to the sound of soft murmurs outside his door. His fever had lessened, but his body still felt heavy, his limbs sluggish.
The door creaked open, and he turned his head just in time to see Jungkook step inside.
Unlike last night, there was no tenderness in his expression. His sharp eyes swept over Taehyung, assessing him with an intensity that made the omega’s breath hitch.
Jeon Jungkook
You look better. (Jungkook said, closing the door behind him)
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