a short #jikookAU in which JK, still high on anesthesia after...

Well, maybe JK was wrong.
Maybe this isn’t a hospital room. Maybe this is actually heaven that coincidentally looks like a hospital room because, damn, that’s an angel, right?
“I’m—” He trails off. His mouth feels numb and weird. Is this what being in heaven feels like? He doesn’t like this at all.
He frowns.
Wait a minute.
If this is heaven— doesn't that mean—
Hastily, he tries to sit up.
When? How? WHY?!
“Hey, hey—” The angel surges to his feet and pushes him back into the pillow. “Calm down, everything's okay.” Then he presses a button that makes the bed under JK’s shoulder rise, bringing him into a
JK shakes his head, his eyes filling with tears. “No, b-but I’m dead, right? What happened? How did I die?”
A frown appears on the angel's face before he chuckles.
“You’re not dead, JK. Don’t worry.” He sits down on his chair again.
“Oh this is good,” a new voice suddenly pops up and a dark-haired guy appears behind the angel, with a phone in his hand. “I’m totally gonna film this.”
The angel clicks his tongue, giving the new guy with
“Don’t be mean.” Then his eyes find JK’s again and he smiles fondly. "I'm not an angel, and you're not in heaven. You're in the hospital. You got your wisdom teeth removed."
The angel’s smile softens. “I’m JM.”
Wow. Even his name is pretty. And if he isn't dead, and this isn’t heaven, and JM isn’t an angel— JK might have a shot.
Driven by courage (or maybe it’s the
“Well, JM, why are you here?” His words slur a little. “Because of back pain?”
The angel – JM – straightens in his seat, looking confused. “Back pain?”
“Because it must have hurt when you
The corners of JM’s mouth twitch in amusement. “I already told you, I’m not an angel.”
“Oh? Are you a little devil then?” JK grins. “Are you naughty?”
The other guy, still holding his phone, cackles loudly and JK sends him a glare. Why is he still filming
“What are you even saying?” He splutters cutely, giving JK’s arm a light slap, squirming in his seat, clearly flustered.
Oh, JK likes that.
“Well, it would make
“Okay, that’s enough,” JM squeaks, face bright red with embarrassment. Oops, maybe that
In the back, the other dude is practically howling with laughter.
“I’m sorry, angel,” JK apologizes in a quick attempt at damage control. “You’re just so pretty.” He reaches out to take JM’s hand. “Keep your evening free, yeah? I really wanna take you out
When the guy in the back snorts out another loud laugh, JK has had enough.
“Okay, who the hell are you?” He snaps.
The guy chuckles, wiping a tear from the corner of his eyes.
“I’m TH, your best friend.”
JK frowns. “You’re ruining the mood.”
JK sends him another glare and huffs, before looking at JM again, who’s still slightly flushed but for some reason also looking amused, his hand warm in JK’s hold. JK tightens his grip.
“So? What do
“I appreciate the offer," JM chuckles. "But I already have plans tonight.”
JK pouts. “What about tomorrow then? Or the day after tomorrow? Wait, what day is it?”
“It’s Wednesday.”
“Okay, maybe Saturday?”
“Hm—” JM seems deep in thought. “I don't know how my
JK’s heart sinks. Of course this gorgeous man is already taken.
“Oh,” he mumbles and pulls his hand back, feeling dejected, only now noticing the ring on JM’s finger. “Well, I hope he’s treating you right.”
“He is. He’s the best husband in
For some reason, JM snatches his hand again, holding it firmly. JK doesn’t complain, although he thinks it’s a bit weird to hold hands when one of them is married.
“Good,” he sniffs. “Because if I find out that he isn't, I’ll fight him for you.”
“That’s
“So am I.” JK sits up a little taller. “I bet I’m stronger than him.” He pulls JM’s hand against his chest. “I can be better than him. Call him here, I’ll duel him. Right now. I’m gonna win you over. I promise,
The guy called TH laughs again in the back but JK ignores him.
“You are.” JM smiles softly. “But you’re not gonna fight anyone, you can barely sit up straight.” When JK pouts deeply, he starts giggling, reaching out,
“YOU are my husband, JK. And you’re still so high on anesthetics, I should probably call the nurse."
JK stares.
What?
HE is JM’s husband?
“I am your husband?”
“Yes.”
He and the angel are together? They are married?!
“Yup."
When the revelation settles in, warmth blooms in JK's chest, a wide smile stretching his numb lips.
“Oh wow,” he breathes. “Congrats on the wedding.”
JM laughs. “That was over two years ago, but yeah, congrats.” He brings JK’s
"How did I get so lucky?” He stares at JM in awe. “You're such a babe."
Immediately, the pretty
- - - - - - -
When JK allows TH to post that stupid video of him on Tiktok a few days later, he doesn't think it would go viral. Even after weeks, everyone is still talking about the Tiktok with
“For what it’s worth,” JM says, planting a kiss on JK’s pouting lips. “I think it’s really cute.”
“Of course you do,” JK grumbles, pulling the other into
“Aww,” JM coos. “Would a dose of vitamin D cheer you up?”
JK groans. He’s never gonna live that down.
- The End 🥰

