𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖

chapter 4: regretting

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taehyung's pov:
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taehyung woke up in a state of euphoria. no seriously, one moment he was in pain from a stinging impact, and the next he was alive and running again. well...not really running per say considering that he was not able to move all that well. the bright side was at least that he wasn't dead, or he hopped so. he had no idea if he survived that painful fall or not, but he did know that it stung like a bitch. yeah needless to say he wasn't in the best state right now, his past scars and all were eating him up. 

"i never got to tell kookie that i loved him..." that one thing eating him up the most in his mind right now. he couldn't get away from it no matter how much he tried. did he really love the beautiful, handsome, and sexy blonde that much? oh god, yes yes he absolutely fucking did. To every fucking being of his every fucking core. ugh, no him and his stupid fantasizes he couldnt ruin the perfect friendship between him and his hyu- jungkook. he wouldn't be able to tell him and if jungkook ever found out he'd run away and that was final. 

but right now kim taehyung had wayyyy more important things to think about, like for instance how he was fucking going to get back to the real world in the first place. because if you were somebody like kim taehyung was, you wouldn't have any fucking idea where you were even going half of the time. he was so reserved and nobody could ever open him up. nobody except fucking jeon jungkook. he just hadddd to be the exception didnt he? speaking of which where in the absolute hell was jungkook? the last person he remembered seeing was namjoon, and glimpses of seokjin through his painted red vision. his eyes started to get watery thinking about how he roped namjoon into all of this, even though he promised that he wouldn't do something as stupid as that. he had failed and he would never let himself live it down. deep in his heart he knew that even if jungkook grew to love him, that he would never be able to love him back the way he wanted to.

he sniffed wiping his eyes as he carefully got up, well nothing seemed out of the ordinary yet. he had expected some hospital workers to come in and scream at him to lay back down, but not this. just...silence...it was a little scary no scracth that alot scary not gonna lie, to wake up, then get up, then nobody come to your aid like their supposed to. it freaked him out so much that he stood up and waked straight out of that gosh darn hell hole. he started running up and down the halls, nothing. screaming his head off like a maniac while running down the halls. annndddddd... nothing, fucking nothing. it pissed him off so much that he wanted to pull out his hair in frustration. he sighed and kept walking hoping to find at least some indication of life at the other side of the doors. 

he walked to the end of the hall quickly and proceeded to open the doors that stood in his way. as soon as he opened the white doors sunshine immediately hit his golden skin. wait...sunshine...? so dose this mean that he was in reality? if so where in the hell was the seven bangtan members at? and why wern't they at the hospital waiting for his awaking? to be honest, he felt a little hurt at that, they were his bros were they not? he shook it off and started to examine the place that he woke up at, and it sure wasn't their dorms. on a more negative note now he was starving, and seokjin cooked up the best meals!! he groaned as his stomach seemed to agree fully with him. 

"ughhhhhh!! i'm soooooo hungry!!! what I would do for seokjin's cooking again!!"he wined not expecting that somebody could be listing to him right then, and that somebody wasn't to happy that this person knew about his eommas name. he jumped as he heard a gruff voice clear his throat behind him, and for some reason that pushed him into total submission. weird. he shrugged it off as he turned back to look at whoever was behind him slowly. he was met with the coldest and most heated glare he had ever experienced, lets just say that he never wanted that to happen to him again. he honestly wanted to just run away, his body being his betrayer though wouldn't let him. it was like he was obligated to stay and listen to whatever this man had to say. to make matters fucking worse it was fucking jungkook. the person he soooo didn't want to see right now, or ever, but as tae knows karma is a bitch.