22. sick
The car stopped in front of a small Victorian home. The neighbourhood was quiet but contained many houses similar to Jungkook's.
Taehyung pressed the button to unbuckle the seatbelt and opened the car door. He swayed a little when he got off.
Jungkook got out too and fast-walked to Taehyung when he saw him unstable.
"Are you ok?" He sounded worried.
Taehyung held his stomach as he nodded and forced a smile.
"I'm just not used to this feeling. I know that sounds weird..."
Jungkook laughed a little laugh.
"It's car sickness. Even people who've been in cars multiple times still get it. It'll get better when you rest."
Jungkook grabbed Taehyung's things from the trunk and lead him towards his house.
He kept his hand hovering behind Taehyung on the way there.
Taehyung climbed the stairs to the porch. It didn't really occur to him what he was doing until this moment.
He's crazy. I'm crazy! There is no way his parents will let me stay here. What will I even do? I barely know him.
Jungkook must've saw the worry on Taehyung face because he stopped in front of the door.
"Hey," he spoke in a soft voice, "it'll be fine."
Jungkook put both his hands on Taehyung's shoulders making him giddy.
"You ready?"
Taehyung slowly nodded.
"Uh huh," he spoke in unison.
Jungkook inserted the keys into the door and swung the door wide open.
He gestured inside with a large smile.
"Welcome home, Kim Taehyung!"
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