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My body sat up quickly as I heard the sound of someone gasping for air. I knew it was Jungkook and I instantly got up to grab the trash can that was in the corner of our room, running back to him and as I tried to push his long hair out of his face he just moved my hand away and while his other hand grabbed his mouth.

I just watched him and held the trash can out for him until he finally puked, then puked again. Finally he laid back and put both of his arms crossed over his eyes. I could see him now finally catching his breath when he mumbled 'sorry'. I just reached over and patted his leg to let him know it was okay but to keep the room in silence. I walked to the bathroom and pulled my hair up into ponytail to now look at myself in the mirror, noticing how puffy my face was from sleeping. I could see it was still dark outside and I silently decided I would just go out and go for a walk and leave Jungkook here alone. I know he wouldn't throw up again and if he did the trashcan was there, I'd drop his medicine off at his desk before I walked out.

He was still laying in the same position when I passed him and went downstairs, grabbing a big sweatshirt of his and sliding it on. I walked out and started going down the street and towards the school. It wasn't my plan to go to the studio but I knew I'd probably end up there.

As I walked I thought about the conversation Taehyung and I had had last night. He said he would kill for the person he loved the most, so I wondered to myself if I would do that. I think Jungkook is the person I love the most in the world and I would die for him a million times, but I don't know if I could ever kill for him. I would call Jungkook out if he did something wrong, but I would always stand by him. The love I had for him was unconditional and I knew it was reciprocated.

I thought about it a lot as I danced at the studio, the lights off so the only lighting being from the lit up city that never sleeps. I didn't pay attention to myself in the mirror as I just used this time to dance, followed up by stretching. I fell back onto the floor and spread my legs and arms open, feeling exhausted.

I knew it was going to be time for school too soon for me to go home and take a nap, so I just took a shower here and decided I would work on some school work. I still had to do more of my essay on Juliet and the conflict she had in reality as well as her internal conflict.

I let my hair air dry as I walked from the studio to the Luna Café, I wasn't sure if Taehyung was going to be here but I hoped he was. Whenever I left yesterday everything was almost perfect, we had sat by the fire playing would you rather a little longer and then we stuck back upstairs and faked studying, giggling as Namjoon came in to study on his own. I left shortly after and walked home, Jungkook was already asleep.

A bell rang when I entered the cafe and I figured I'd just use one of the computers that were here, so I found one and set my stuff down, then walked to the counter to order my coffee. A beautiful girl came out from behind, peaking her head out with a wide smile on her face to tell me she'd be right with me. I nodded to let her know I heard her then messed with the bottom of my hair to see if it was drying any, it was mostly dry from the windy walk here.

When the girl came all the way out of the back I realized I knew her, or at least had seen her before. She had long braided hair with beads in it, it was black which complimented her brown skin perfectly, her clear complexion and perfect skin up close could take anyones breath away. She was the girl thrown over Taehyung's shoulder at the party.

"What can I get for you today, girl?" It was too early for her to be this happy, it made me assume she maybe always was like this.

I looked over the menu then decided to just get a hot coffee with some milk and sugar.

"You should get some marshmellow swirl in it. It makes it so good." She offered to me.

"Okay." I agreed, then she asked for my name. "It's Josie."

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