Taehyung sat in his car dusting the evidence of his lunch from his lose navy scrubs. He tidied the mess he left in his passengers seat as well. Satisfied with his cleaning he pulled his keys from the ignition. He had attempted a quick meal before arriving to his destination. Albeit very messily he did succeed.

He took the white plastic grocery bag from beside him, and exited the car. Carefully he shut the door. The habit had started after jamming the lock one day. It seemed he'd slammed that rusty old door one too many times.

He wandered up the long stretch of a drive way. For a moment he stood on the front porch adjusting himself before taking a step to the slate grey front door.

His fist loudly pounded against the cold metal. A few moments past before he attempted the gesture again. Soon he was answered. Through the now open crack of the door he could see a very exhausted looking Yisoo. Her hair was unkempt, skin flushed, and the bags under her eyes we're getting darker. Still beautiful seemed the only word he could think to describe her.

Taehyung gave a small smile before raising the plastic bag to her eye level. She returned his smile and beckoned him inside. Upon entering he pulled her into a hug. Yisoo's head resting into the crook of his neck. Her skin hot against his.

"You poor thing," softly he placed a kiss on the top of her head.

"It's getting worse." Yisoo's voice was rough and scratchy from nearly coughing up a lung.

"Good thing I stopped by then," Taehyung said as he continued to hold her tight. "I'm going to take care of you for the rest of the day."

He could feel her lips form into a smile against his neck. He dropped his hands farther down her back and bent at the knees. He lifted her so he legs wrapped around his waist. A wide boxy smile forming on his lips as he looked up at her. He loved how her face brightened even just a little.

Expertly he made his way to her room. He placed her in the bed letting his body follow. He propped himself up on his elbows to make sure he didn't crush her with his weight.

"I know that face."

"You see it often in your dreams?" Taehyung questioned.

"You'll get sick," she warned ignoring his comment.

"I don't care." His eyes scan over her every feature. He couldn't help but hold his gaze to her delicate lips.

His tongue swiped over his bottom lip. A tell of his desire for her. He leaned in closer his nose grazing against hers. He'd done this so many times yet still his heart raced in his chest.

Taehyung's head dipped lower, his eyes nearly closed. Yisoo lifted her head closing the gap between them. His lips were soft and sweet. Much softer than hers at the moment.

He pulled away letting her catch her breath. It was never easy to breath with a man like that on top of her. He smiled lovingly at her as his hand traced the curve of her face. His touch was light making her skin tingle as he went. He trailed down her neck and past her collar bones. He skimmed by her clothed breast all the way until he reached the hem of her shirt.

Yisoo found it much harder to breath now that his hand rest against her bare stomach.

Taehyung leaned back in kissing her again. The start of their make out session was cut far too short. Yisoo quickly pulled away her head and body rolling to the side as she let out a dry cough. He pulled off of her and sat at the edge of the bed resting his hand on her back. She looked back up at him her eyes looking strained and tired.

He hated seeing her so miserable and would have done just about anything to make it stop. He hoped a nice meal and some tentative care could make even a small impact.

"I'll do what I promised instead of suffocating you okay?" He questioned not really needing an answer.

Yisoo nodded and managed a laugh in response. Taehyung stood heading off to find his discarded bag. Before disappearing from the room entirely he turned back.

"Once you're better... I'm picking up right where we left off." He commented with a mischievous smirk forming on his face.