I unwrap it without making too much noise, and I quickly catch sight of what it is. "A Nintendo Switch?" I hold back from showing all my excitement to not wake Jungkook up, and Matt smiles at me. "Yes, I noticed that you really enjoy playing with it, so I wanted to get you the white one like you wanted, and there's more stuff here," he touches the other box.

"It's so expensive though, you should keep that money for yourself," I unwrap the other box, feeling happy but bad at the same time. I am way too spoiled. "It's not, and I was more excited to buy it for you than I was when I bought mine, so it was worth it."

He is way too sweet, and too much of a people pleaser.

"This is the one I talked about—" I point my finger at the cute accessories set for the console and set my eyes on him. "I'm never telling you about what I'd want to have again."

"You will, otherwise I'll be very sad," he sits down on the bed and gazes up into my eyes, and I wrap my arms around him again. "Thank you. It's the best gift I've ever got."

He tightly squeezes me in his arms and kisses my cheek. "I'm glad it makes you happy. Now, I'll be able to beat you on Mario Kart."

I laugh and pull apart. "I got way too good these days, so there's no way you'll win against me," I open the boxes to get the accessories out, and he takes something else out of the bag. "You forgot the two games."

"There's more?" I loudly whisper but cannot believe he is not done with the gifts yet. All of this costs so much. "Yeah, and I got another surprise for you at my house, but I can't do it yet."

"Are you joking?" I grab the games, my favorites, and he gives me the sweetest smile ever. "I'm not. I'll give it to you when you don't have to come here anymore."

"You know how curious and impatient I am, don't you?" I lay my pretty Nintendo on the blanket and put the cute case on it, and Matt leans closer to me to speak in a low voice. "But you'll be patient this time. Right? You have no choice but to do it anyway."

"Well, I can bother you until you tell me what it is, and I know you will because I'm a very kind best friend, so I deserve to know, right?" I grin at him and attempt to have some hints. "You're a damn brat, do you won't know," he does not give in at all or seems to be thinking of doing it.

"If I am, why did you get all this stuff?" I hold the Switch up to put it within sight. "Look, that's so cute like this, I wanna play even more now. And the paws on the joysticks are the best things ever."

"That's such a girl's one," he acts like he would not want the same, even though he owns plushies that look similar. "Stop it, I know you love it," I smile and turn the Switch on. "We can have a race right now," I already challenge him, ready to show him I am better.

"No, I wouldn't want to humiliate you on your birthday," he turns me down out of fear, knowing who will lose. "Of course," I turn around to check up on Jungkook, and Matt stands up to retrieve his Nintendo Switch he ended up giving me some weeks ago.

He comes back next to me, and we both sit down to use our consoles.

30 minutes later...

The sound of Jungkook waking up takes me out of my game, and I do no hesitate to leave it to focus on him. "We'll play another race," I put it down next to Matthew, and I head towards my boyfriend. "Good morning," I press a kiss on his lips," and he faintly smiles at me. "Good morning and happy birthday."

"Thank you," I stare into his eyes but see them move towards Matthew, and someone else comes in to join.

Luca is here too.

"Hello," he walks up to us with something in his hand too, and we all greet him, but he comes to me. "Happy birthday, sweetheart," he gives me a bag like Matthew did, making me feel like a spoiled kid.

I have never received so many gifts before, this feels odd but so great.

"Thank you so much," I hug him as well, his tall height reminding me of Jungkook's. "You're welcome. It's not crazy, but I don't know much about your likings, so I tried my best."

"The fact that you got me something is enough, so I don't need more to be happy," I peek inside the bag to grab what there is.

A box of chocolates, a beauty box, and a soft cat pillow. "Oh my— This is so cute," I hold it against me, the softness of it bringing some incredible comfort. "I love everything, thank you so much, Luca."

"I usually get a perfume for a gift, but yours smells amazing, so I thought it was unnecessary," he leans back on the window sill, and I shake my head. "These are perfect, so don't worry. Do you really like my fragrance too?" I smile and put the chocolates in the fridge so that I can wait and eat them with Jungkook later.

"Yeah, it smells so good. It's an expensive one, isn't it?" he guesses well, and I confirm. "It is, and Jungkook told me to never change it again, so I won't," I giggle and gaze down at him, but he keeps his eyes on the black TV screen, not seeming very joyful.

I am pretty sure he feels guilty about me celebrating birthday in this hospital room, and the fact he could not get me a gift must add even more distress.

I bend over and press my lips on his forehead.

"Can I have a talk with him for just a few seconds, please?" Luca asks us to leave the room, so I accept with no hesitation, and Matthew follows me outside.

'JUNGKOOK'S P.O.V'

As y/n stepped out of the room with her best friend, I look in front of me and fight the tears that want to escape my eyes.

"I already told y/n about this, but I reported your ex's dad and since the CCTV cameras don't work anymore, they can't open a case because they said 'they don't have enough proof' as if you didn't almost die," Luca does not give me good news at all, despite what he might think.

"I don't expect anything from the cops anyway, so I'm not surprised," I raise my eyebrows, not feeling anything about this. I do not care. I would rather not have to deal with them anymore anyway, so that is a good thing for me. "But it pisses me off."

For a moment, he remains silent, and I lift the pillow part of my bed to elevate my bust and not feel too much weight on it.

"Are you sure you don't want me to go and get the gift you wanted to buy for her?" he asks me for the second time after doing it last night while she was asleep, and I answer with the same word. "No. What am I gonna buy her anyway? With all the money I'm gonna have to waste because of this shit I am in, I won't have anything left for her."

"I just lend you the money, and you'll pay me back when you can if you want," he does not understand how ashamed this makes me feel, being a good person to someone who does not deserve it at all. "No...I appreciate the fact you're willing to do that, but I'm not comfortable with the thought of it."

"You know the price doesn't matter, don't you? You can tell that being with you is the only thing that matters to her, so don't feel bad for anything, alright?" he points out the truth I cannot believe, and out of weakness against which I cannot do anything in this condition, I end up crying like a piece of shit.

"I just wanna get out of here and spend time with her at my house...being her just causes me more pain and stress for fuck's sake," I cover my face with one hand, the ache in my chest heightening under my fast and unsteady breathing. "Hey, you'll be out soon. I understand this must be horrible, but it's for the best. Trust me when I say that being here saved you."

"Maybe I shouldn't have been saved," I do not think before speaking, my emotions taking the upper hand. "Don't say that. That's not true. We're all happy that you made it out alive, so do not ever say that again."

I stay quiet to not say what I have on my mind, and I try to slow my breathing down to not feel the awful pain anymore.

— Five days later —

Monday, July 27th, 2021.

8:20 am.

'YOUR P.O.V'

After putting Jungkook's heavy bag down on the floor, I walk up to him, who sat down on the sofa, but his eyes follow every move I make until I sit down by his side.

"How are you feeling?" I peek down at his lips, and he kindly drops his hand on my thigh to caress it. "Much better here, and my chest is less painful when I'm not lying down."

"I'm relieved. What would you like to eat for breakfast?" I bring my legs towards him, and he lowers his look to them while tenderly touching me. "Anything you want, but...I wanna talk about something..."

"What?" I pay attention to what he is about to say but become a bit nervous, wondering what he is about to broach. "I...You know, that gift..." he raises his eyes up to me, and I breathe out of relief. "It's been a horrible month for me in terms of money and stuff, and with the hospital bill, this is even worse, so I'll only be able to get it next month," he explains himself as if he had to. "I'm really sorry, baby. I wanted to get—"

"It's okay. I don't need anything but you, so stop worrying about this," I smile at him, meaning my words. "You're worth more than anything in this world."

The corners of his lips subtly turn up, and he leans in for a loving kiss. "Let's celebrate your birthday tomorrow. Just the two of us and no one else around," he gazes deeply into my eyes, the closeness making me crave another kiss, and I nod, with eagerness.

"Come on my lap," he whispers and slides his hand away from my thigh, so I sit astride his lap like he told me to, and we both dive into one another's soul. His hands land on my thighs again, and he kneads them, his pretty eyes remaining on mine.

I peek down at his lips and cannot resist the temptation I have been deprived of, and I incline my body to peck his lips, then look back into his eyes.

He puts his arms right behind my butt and presses against it to draw me in, and our noses bump into each other. "Again," he demands, and I lock lips with him for the second time, but I do not pull away, my heart beating hard against my chest, we slowly and passionately kiss, and I enjoy this special moment that I missed having.

•••

8:30 pm.

"I forgot to tell you," I put my phone down after answering Matthew's text. "Matt will pass by to give me something tomorrow, is it okay?"

"Give you what?" he raises his arms up behind his head and looks at me, showing some doubt. "He said it's another surprise for my birthday."

"Hm, alright," he nods his head but does not seem to be truly okay with it. "He won't stay, so we'll be alone, don't worry."

"Yeah, he better not because I don't want him here," he says it straightforwardly, and I go forth to kiss his cheek. "What will we do tomorrow?" I change of subject and let my curiosity win. "It's a surprise, and I won't ruin it, so don't ask again," he grins and drops his arms down.

"But what if—"

"No," he cuts me off and does not even let me finish my sentence. "Fine. I'm gonna sleep now so that I get to tomorrow faster," I lie down and rest my head on his lap since he wants to sleep on the sofa tonight, and he laughs. "Go to bed, your back's gonna hurt," he runs his fingers through my hair. "I don't care. I feel better here. By the way," I turn on my back to look up at him. "You don't want me to be your kitten, but can I be your puppy instead?"

"Ugh...Are you a furry or something?" he misunderstands the meaning of this and embarrasses me. "No! Don't you get— It's like, you know...No, actually, nevermind," I give up on trying to explain myself and go back in my previous position to avoid his look, but he giggles and pulls me back. "No, come on. Tell me. I wanna know now."

"No, you like to make fun of me, so I won't," I hide my face under his top, now feeling ashamed. "Shut up. I'm just teasing you. Why do you want that?"

"I don't know," I lie, not owning up, and he takes the fabric away from my face. "Yes, you do. Is it a kink?"

"No..." I find it difficult not to grin, and he touches my face to hold the side of it. "You like the thought of me treating you like my pet, hm? Do you want a collar and a leash? You want me to pet you and give you a treat when you're a good girl? Is that it, my good little pet?"

I nervously laugh and lift my upper body up. "Do you have a problem with that, 'baby boy'? Uh?" I refresh his memory with the nickname he loves to be called by, and he shows some enjoyment. "No. I don't."

"Good, have a good night then," I lie down to go to sleep and not have to be in this situation anymore. "I love you."

"Good night, I love you too," he does not waver anymore but tells me those words with his heart, and I smile, feeling tired enough to not change my mind and stay awake.

— Next day —

Tuesday, July 28th, 2021.

10:20 am.

Some noise in the room taking me out of my sleep, I roll on my back and stretch, and a wonderful smell of warm pastry runs up my nose, so I raise my head up towards the kitchen side and check what Jungkook is doing.

"Jung—" I clear my throat after speaking in a husky voice, and he notices me. "Didn't know I was dating a man," he makes fun of my horrible morning voice and comes up to me. "You're mean," I look up at him, and he smiles but bends over. He grabs my face with gentleness and kisses my lips. "Stay here and don't look at what I'm doing. Alright?"

I nod and speak the least possible. "Are you gonna take a shower now?"

"I brush my teeth first," I rub my eyes that feel oddly puffy, and he goes back to the kitchen. "Okay. Tell me when you're done. We'll take a shower together."

"Really?" I sit up with excitement. "Yeah."

"Alright, I'm hurrying then," I run up the stairs without waiting. I have been hoping to have this type of moment with him, so I am in a flutter.

15 minutes later...

"Jungkook!" I shout his name after stealing one of his shirts to put it on, and he answers with a loud 'Yeah', so I leave the door of the bathroom open, and I try to fix my wet hair as I can hear him walk up the stairs.

I am still ecstatic right now, but for some reason, I am very nervous too.

As soon as he enters the room, we both make eye contact, and he takes his shirt off. "Did you already shower?" he drops his eyes down to my chest as my breast under the light and white fabric must be visible. "Yes, but only because I wanted to wear that and not stay naked."

"Why?" he unzip his pants but does not take it off yet, and I anxiously hold my hands behind my back. "My period is coming, and I'm bloated, so I feel ugly..."

He stares into my eyes and heaves a sigh. "Baby..." his tone of voice exposes some disappointment. "You're so fucking pretty, your body is beautiful no matter what. I don't want you to feel like that. It's natural, so stop feeling insecure about things you can't even control."

No words come to my mind as I did not expect him to reassure me so much. Good thing about the fact that my period is coming is that my breasts look and feel bigger, so I do not have to point it out as well.

"You wanna see something worse than a bloated stomach?" he takes his pants, then underwear off, and he stands in front of me entirely naked. "I have the ugliest thing on earth, and that's a dick when it's soft, so you come here," he grabs my wrists after making me giggle, and he pulls me closer to take my shirt off. "You're hot, got it? Whether you're bloated or not," he throws the shirt in the laundry basket. "It was a clean one."

"Oh," he takes it out and puts it down on the sink cabinet, and he gets in the shower, so I follow. He closes the door, but I wrap my arms around him and press my body against his much taller one to feel less self-conscious. 

I did not expect to feel so shy and uncomfortable in my own body.