Does It?

"Kookie~~"

Wyen's eyes on the laptop, she heard Dae-ni's voice as they squealed together in the kitchen.

Eyes falling over the door as Jimin opened it, she instantly looked back at her laptop.

Jimin's eyes falling over Dae-ni as she ran over to him, their lips touched and Dae-ni pecked his lips.

As he blinked shyly, Dae-ni closed her eyes before pulling jimin's chin down and his lips parted making her slip her tongue but Wyen's gaze never got off the laptop on her lap.

"Babe, we're in friend's house. Don't do this-"

"Well, you're my husband."

She gave him puppy eyes making him peck her cheek.

"God, okay, just go get over with the dinner while I'll sit with Wyen."

Wyen's fingers froze as jimin's voice echoed in the hall.

Dae-ni's gaze fell on Wyen before she bit her lip.

"Okay, but..."

Leaning to his ear, she giggled after whatever she whispered.

Her eyes averting back to Wyen to check if she's hearing, Dae-ni grinned.

"Alrighty, I'm going to cook with kookie~"

Jimin chuckled as he patted her head.

Turning to Wyen who sat there on the couch, his smile slowly softened.

A heavy sigh, he sat on the couch, two feet away.

Looking around then at her, he frowned in confusion.

Acting as if he was peeking at her laptop, he chuckled when she glanced at him.

Smiling, she nervously continued her work but then, he scooted closer.

"Is that a ebook?"

Her head turned around and his fragrance hit her nostrils.

Fingers grazing over hers, Jimin continued to read what she just typed.

"That's so-"

His words pausing in mid way, his eyes ran over her lips before her eyes.

"Good."

She blinked before flinching.

"Oh, Thanks."

She smiled as she nervously pulled up her hoodie cap.

He smiled watching her hands.

As she was about to type something, she paused.

His fingers slowly intertwined with her hand that was about to drop on the keyboard, which made her hesitantly glance at him.

His eyes glued to her hand, he slowly brought it onto his lap as he pulled his legs up.

Folding his one leg, he stretched his arm on the headboard making his fingers graze over her nape.

Placing her hand on his lap, he looked at her and she blinked, confused.

His fingers slowly pulling the hoodie cap down that had her hair to fall loose, Jimin eyed her face.

"You look good.."

His eyes blinked as he scratched the back of his neck, the flashbacks in his mind were intense.

Her parted lips, her waist was like a perfect match for his hands to grip, her hands pale and pink. Cute enough to pin on any mattress possible.

Cheeks turning pink, he looked away as soon as her eyes met his.

Biting his lip as his eyes fell on his wife, he watched Jungkook pull her to the counter by her waist and jimin's eyes deepend with dark orbs.

His eyes held nothing but fuming anger.

Dae-ni's giggles and eye-contacts made jimin's hand to ball into a fist on the back of his neck and Wyen nervously looked away.

His hand that held hers on the lap gripped tight.

Tight enough to open the recent cut once again making her whimper and everyone's eyes fell on her.

Dae-ni's smile fading away as jimin's head shot to Wyen, Jungkook ran into the hall as soon as he heard her wince.

"Where?"

Wyen tried to take her hand from his grip but he gently pulled her hand by wrist making her look up into his eyes.

"Ah, where!? Palm?"

Jimin's impatient and worried tone made her flinch.

Dae-ni rushed in and froze when she saw Wyen's hand on Jimin's lap.

As the blood started spread around the skin patch she wore on her palm, Jimin's eyes widened.

"What the hell is this?"

Jimin mumbled and jungkook's eyes desperately searched around before falling on the floor which had few drops of blood dripping down.

Dae-ni reached Jungkook but he hesitantly kept his hand on her shoulder.

Jungkook dropped the spatula on the table as he ran into bedroom.

Dae-ni stood there watching Jungkook run back towards the couch.

Kneeling between her legs, Jungkook opened the first aid making Wyen eye him in tense.

"Hey, what are-"

"Remove your hand."

Wyen tried to get up but then, jimin pushed her to sit.

"Remove your hand!"

Jimin scolded and Wyen's gaze fell on him.

Jungkook immediately gaped at the skin colour patch she wore on her palm before at her face.

Looking at jimin, she looked startled.

And the way her toes tapping on the floor every second made Jungkook realise that the nervousness is worsening.

Removing the patch, Jungkook's fingers hesitantly dropped on her wrist nerve.

Rubbing it as she blinked down to him, Jungkook's eyes met hers.

Jimin watched Jungkook slowly rub the blood from the cut and the surroundings and Dae-ni's hands balled into fists.

Biting her lip, she eyed Jungkook.

Jungkook pressed the cotton ball that had the ointment on her cut making her wince with hesitance.

Gazing at her hand, Jungkook slowed his moves and Wyen's eyes blinked.

Once again.

And when she did once again,

His face flashed in front of her eyes.

"It hurts?"

"Oh, it does."

His eyes that met hers made her blink and her fingers clutched on jungkook's shoulder.

Glancing up as she did, his lips parted.

Her eyes that weren't so teary were sparkling and he wondered why.

Does it hurt?

Is she about to cry?

Thoughts flooded his mind but when Dae-ni's hand dropped on his shoulder, Jungkook snapped out of thoughts.

Hissing, Dae-ni softly looked up at Wyen's face.

"Why did you cut your hand?"

Jungkook was instant to speak before Wyen could.

"Cut? No. She didn't cut her hand. It could be an accident."

His eyes held nothing but tension and anger.

His eyes met Wyen's and his hand slowly slided onto her cheek.

Turning her head to look at him in the eye, he caressed her cheek.

"What's wrong? You're not feeling well?"

Wyen's eyes blinked and before she could think of him again, she stood up.

Jungkook was startled.

Watching her walk to the bedroom door, jungkook's eyes widened when her body weakly stumbled around and before she could pass out on the floor, Jimin ran to her.

Arms wrapping around her as her head landed on his shoulder and Jimin's eyes widened.

"Wyen? Wyen!"

Tapping her cheeks, he cussed under his breath when she didn't respond.

Picking her up in his arms, he immediately walked into the bedroom and Jungkook took out his phone.

Dae-ni reached him.

"J..jungkook-"

"Doctor Lee? Yes."

Jungkook hurried up as he paced back and forth and tears slipped down Dae-ni's cheeks.

"Jungkook... I-i-"

"What!?"

He exclaimed and Dae-ni stood there, stunned.

"What do you want?"