A/n: It's really funnnn writing this story! Usually, I have a block for a month or so before I can write another chap haha XD Hope you enjoy this one ♥

“You’re cold as hell, Jungkook! I can’t-” Taehyung was really concerned now, and there was no way he would leave. Jungkook knew Taehyung wouldn’t be leaving him anytime soon. He sighed.

“I am so just get out for a minute alright?” he reddened and hurried to outside. Jungkook chuckled. He used all his energy into willing away the extra things on his body. He was successful but he dropped dead because now he had no energy left, and there could be a chance he might just go unconscious.

“You’re done?” he couldn’t reply “Jungkook, I am coming in!” Taehyung opened the door slowly, peeking inside, he saw Jungkook (still shirtless) collapsed on the bed. “What the- Jungkook? Jungkook?” he called out his name, gently shaking him awake.

“Taeh-h…”

“Cmon tell me! What should I do? Should I call Seokjin-hyung? Why is your temperature so low?” Jungkook had no idea how to explain this phenomenon to him. He should have gone out and preyed on some outsiders… his own stupidness got him in trouble, damn it. “I-is it any condition…?”

Oh, nice idea. Jungkook nodded.

“W-what should I do?” The look of desperate worry in his eyes did something to his stomach. Jungkook ignored that. He tried to speak but it wasn’t audible enough. Taehyung leaned closer, trying to understand the unwell teenager. Jungkook suddenly grabbed his hands, once within reach, and pulled him down, beside him. It was easy since he caught Taehyung off-guard and the older man didn’t weigh much either way.

“Ahh!” Taehyung yelped, taken aback. The body beside him even made him shiver at the touch. He relaxed once he settled in his arms.

“This helps” Jungkook whispered in his ear. Taehyung blushed at the close proximity and that low whisper.

They laid there cuddling for almost half an hour before Taehyung noticed a slight change in his temperature. His body was still freezing but somehow it felt less cold. He immediately got up from the trapped position, much to Jungkook’s annoyance and grabbed the thermometer he kept on the bedside. Before he could say anything, Jungkook pulled him again, with as much strength he could muster.

“Jungkook-ah, don’t waste your energy! You idiot. Let me check your status, okay?” he gently pressed the thermometer in his armpit, wait for few seconds before taking it out. “Wow, it’s increasing, Jungkook!” he smiled, relieved that it’s working.

Wait what? What’s working?

“Wait a minute, why- why did the- what?” Jungkook snickered and sat up on the bed, he felt way better and could finally move at his will.

“It’s… it’s a weird condition… I need to have intimate contact with someone, if I went on too long without any touch, my temperature starts dropping and it affects my body.” It wasn’t exactly a lie but yeah.

“But it’s still way below-”

“U-uh yeah.” He ducked his head, in embarrassment.

“Intimate… so just cuddling won