Looking for heaven, found the devil in me
Looking for heaven..
Found the devil in me
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Jeon Jungkook goes on a search to find his boyfriend after the police proved no use.
What was expected to be a silly search wi...
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Jungkook leaves without hugs, without kisses, without Tae. There's only his reflection in the rearview mirror, a vanishing point that remains unresolved for now. It makes him uneasy to see the passenger seat still empty, despite their combined efforts.
It's pitch dark by the time he's halfway over the mountain. He's not planning on stopping anywhere or getting distracted by anything this time; he's just going to drive straight home. If he doesn't stop then he won't face anything weird, and if he doesn't face anything weird then he'll be okay - or that's at least how the logic goes in his head.
The scenery quickly gets old, even more so when everything is just darkness, so he turns the radio on for some company. He switches between several channels of noisy static before leaving everything up to auto-search. After a few seconds the radio lands on a random variety show. The host is in the middle of discussing relationship advice, their tone humorous and entertaining, and Jungkook easily lets his attention drift away and out of the conversation, satisfied with the background noise.
"- so okay, you aren't the crazy guy who drove your boyfriend away after all. That's great news! Good for you!"
He snaps back into his mind again. He frowns at the road ahead before glancing at the radio. Warily, he turns up the volume.
"- is he really who you think he is? Is he who he thinks he is? Are you who you think you are? Isolating yourself is honorable but... I don't know. Sometimes you're simply too far-gone already. Sometimes monsters seek you out for a good reason. You're right; it's not a coincidence that you've been facing the same situations. Hiding won't make things go away - you get what I mean, folks?"
"What the hell...?"
"Also, have you considered that you might be part of the problem? Maybe this would've worked if he were in love with anyone else but you. However... you belong together, don't you? You need someone like him to fill that void, right? You need -"
Jungkook slams the radio off, his breath heavy, his hands trembling.
"Shut up," he whispers. "You and your shitty radio show, shut the fuck up."
The words are barely out of his mouth before a noise interrupts him. It's a dull repeated thump, coming from right behind him. His gaze flicks nervously to his rearview mirror, where he only meets his own terrified stare. It takes him a moment to realize the sound must be coming from the trunk.
A chill races down his spine, turning him cold and numb. He grips the steering wheel tighter.
The thump is insistent, unrelenting, but somehow it doesn't sound right. If someone - or something - were stuck in the trunk then they'd shout or make any other noise to try and communicate with him. It wouldn't be so monotonous and repetitive. Jungkook hesitates, forces himself to be rational. Maybe it's just the car; maybe something has dislocated. He hopes not, because he doesn't want to be stranded all alone on a windy mountain, but literally anything would be better than a monster in his trunk.
He slows down and stops at the shoulder of the road. The noise stops when the car stops. Jungkook bites his lip, cautiously relieved. So maybe it really is just a broken, dislocated part. He reaches for his phone, turns on the flashlight, and leaves his parking lights on to make sure the car is visible. He tiptoes around to the rear, takes a deep, grounding breath, and tears the trunk open. He immediately jumps a step back and floods the dark corners with his shaky phone light, frantically swiping the compartment. Apart from the emergency tire there's only emptiness.
He kneels, tilts his light up at the car's undercarriage. According to his limited knowledge there's nothing that seems amiss or out of place. He gets up, brushes the dust off his jeans, and looks up and down the deserted road. Maybe he just imagined it. It wouldn't be the strangest thing he's experienced. It would actually be pretty mild compared to everything else.
In the end he shrugs, turns the flashlight off, gets back behind the wheel - and then flinches when the radio suddenly turns on by itself.
"Did you forget what lies in your own character, Jungkook? Did you forget what your father did?"
Jungkook fights against his own panicked heart and tumbles out of the car. He throws all the passenger doors as well as the trunk wide open and stumbles into the ditch on the other side of the road. The car looks like a bug with its wings spread; a deserted, lit up carcass. It's also stubbornly empty. It's just him out here, in the chilly dark.
He reluctantly approaches the vehicle with cold hands and a racing pulse. The radio is off again and this time it stays off, even after he spends a good two minutes staring intently at it, daring it to crackle to life. If Taehyung hadn't unintentionally confirmed everything that's happened to him, he'd believe he's going insane right now. It honestly would've been better.
