STIGMA'S BEATEN SOUL

You got us

"Noona!" a familiar voice called.

My eyes went wide at the voice and immediately looked back. my eyes wandering around this white room, looking for the owner of that voice.

Walking aimlessly until a silhouette from a far appeared. 
Before I knew it, I was running desperately closer to the person. the closer I get, the louder my sobs get

"T-taemin! Noona is here! come to me!" I yelled. but he just kept looking at me with void of any expression on his face.

I gasped for air and kept running for God knows how long. reaching him and engulfing him with a tight embrace.

"Taemin" with a trembling voice I held him not wanting to let go. I was happy, the way he feels was the same his smell and softness was the same. "Noona is sorry for leaving you guys alone" I sobbed grabbing his shirt tight and crying my eyes out like a kid.

"Why did you leave?.." he said, but his voice changed. it became airy and low with mixed high pitches and echoes.

"Taemin?" my eyes suddenly widen in horror at the view of the once sweet child I treated as a brother. now, all rotten and covered with moss. pieces of flesh peeling off his body.

I immediately take a step back while panting and sobbing drastically, him coming closer.

"Why didn't you do anything noona" he asked, a menacing grin stretching out his rotten mouth breaking pieces of flesh in the process.

I bent down and hugged my legs feeling helpless with his bombarding insults and questions. crying and praying for someone to help me.

"We never should have taken you in you bitch!" he hissed now sitting infront of me. "such a useless nuisance"

I kept looking at him but a sudden hand covered my eyes, his warm gentle hand wrapping around my waist.

"You'll never be alone" a voice said.

"W-who are you" I heard a deep chuckle coming from behind making me forget of what was happening infront.

"Hee Byol.. You got us" I bit my lip with the realization of who the owner of the voice was. the tears trickling down gently as I sighed in relief.

"Taehyung.." I replied, only receiving a soft hum from him.

"You also got me Byol, I'm here" he comforted. "Now, close your eyes and open them in the count of three" I nodded and immediately closed my eyes.

One..

Two..

I opened my eyes gasping for air, clutching my chest while wandering my gaze around. the thumping of my heart loud enough for me to hear with a throbbing head to finish it all off.

I was gonna sit up but a weight halted me from doing so. my glance now rested on the sleeping Taehyung beside me, his arms wrapped around my waist securely. soft snores being heard as he breathes calmly. the scene making me flustered and puzzled at the same time.

I gently slid away from his embrace, making sure he doesn't wake up, smiling to myself for succeeding. wandering my gaze around the room. clearly it wasn't mine, this room is far more larger and fancy and it has that natural soap and flowers scent. my eyes landed on the oak door, walking towards it and opening it slowly. peeking my head out, looking from left to right before going out completely.