It Has Always Been You!

E I G H T E E N

After Taehyung and Jungkook left their room, Jisoo and Jennie got fresh and got ready to sleep. But both of them were just laying staring at the ceiling.

"Do you think we are gonna be the next ones?" Jisoo asked still looking at the ceiling.

"What do you mean?" Jennie asked although she knew excatly what Jisoo was asking.

"Everyone died one by one. Do you think we are the next ones?"

"I really don't know."

"Will we be able to go home safely tomorrow?"

"How will I know Jisoo? All we can do is wait and watch."

Jisoo just sighed at that.

"I don't think we're going home tomorrow. I'm just getting a weird vibe." Jisoo said now turning towards Jennie.

"What vibe?" Jennie asked also turning to face Jisoo.

"I don't know. It just feels like we all are gonna die. If not tomorrow then maybe day-after-tomorrow. But we're all gonna die."

"Let's try and sleep. Okay?" Jennie said patting Jisoo's head ever so lightly as if to jinx her and make her fall asleep.

Jisoo nodded moving closer to Jennie as they tried to relax their brains and escape the present for a few hours.

On the other hand, Taehyung had already got under the blanket and layed down to sleep. Beside him Jungkook was also under the blanket but he was sitting. His back resting against the head board. Sleep was nowhere near him.

Taehyung saw Jungkook staring blankly somewhere in the distance and sat up.

"Hey, you okay?" Taehyung asked softly, not wanting to startle Jungkook.

"Huh? Oh yea- yeah am okay." Jungkook said half-heartedly giving a small smile.

"Kook, talk to me." Taehyung said completely turning towards Jungkook and facing him.

Jungkook remained silent for a few seconds, looking at his lap.

"Tae?"

"Yeah?"

"Can we get some beer?"

"Sure Kook. Wait here I'll go bring."

Jungkook nodded.

Taehyung made his way to the door but stopped and turned.

"No. Come with me. I'm not leaving you alone." Taehyung said going to Jungkook and pulling him out of the bed and dragging him along.

"But I'll be fine!" Jungkook whined, but Taehyung wasn't in a mood to listen.

So they both made their way to the bar and bought one crate of beer. It contained six bottles. They went back to the room and made themselves comfortable on the bed with the beer bottles between them.

Taehyung opened one bottle and handed it to Jungkook.

"Here. Now talk to me. You know you can tell me anything right?" Taehyung said taking a bottle himself.

Jungkook took a few sips from his bottle and stared at Taehyung.

"Can I ask you something?"

Taehyung nodded.

"If we stay alive... You won't leave my side right?"

"Of course not Kook. I can't dare to lose another friend if I'm alive."

Taehyung said and paused, gulping down his beer in one go. He knew he couldn't continue the conversation being completely sober.

"You'll always have me Jungkook. Because even if you don't need me, I will. I will need you. I can't stay alone in this world without a friend with me. I can't. It- It's already too hard, I don't know what's gonna happen next. Bu- But I just want all of th-this to end." Taehyung continued but broke into tears in the end.

Jungkook knew Taehyung had very low alcohol tolerance. Now seeing Taehyung breakdown in front of him again, he couldn't bring himself to tell about his problems and feelings. So he just decided to comfort the other.

"I know how much they all meant to you, and I know none of them is coming back to us ever again, but I want you to know that I'll too never leave your side. I'll always be there for you no matter what. Like I am now. And I know you'll be there for me too."

Jungkook grabbed another bottle of beer for himself and saw Taehyung take one too.

"When will all this end? When?" Taehyung cried softly, drinking his beer.

"Soon Tae. Soon. Look, the storm has also died, tomorrow morning the roads will be cleared and we will all go home." Jungkook said patting Taehyung's back.

They kept on drinking, talking and comforting each other for quite some time until Taehyung almost passed out from all the drinking. They kept the empty bottles away and went into deep sleep.

°°°

"Ah- wha-" Taehyung grunted as he felt some restraint on his hands and legs.

"Wh-what is happening?! Hello?!" Taehyung whipped his head from side to side trying to get off the blindfold from his eyes.

"Wh-why am I tied like this?! Leave me! Let me go!!" Taehyung tried to speak loudly but his voice was coming out soft. He pulled on his arms and legs, moving vigorously trying to loosen the bonds but his body felt weak.

He figured he was sitting on a chair and his hands were tied behind him. The restraints were surprisingly not hurting his wrists or legs but was tight enough not to get free from.

"Please! Where am I?! Somebody help me! Please help me! Why am I tied up?!"

Taehyung whisper shouted still wriggling in his seat. But his actions came to a pause when he suddenly heard a voice. It was a song very familiar to him, he froze in his seat listening to the voice.

"I've spent all of the love I saved,
We were always a losing game.
Small town boy in a big arcade,
I got addicted to a losing game."

The song was not at all sang in the original way. It was sang in a slow pace, with the scale dropped quite down. And the voice was kind of echoing, which made Taehyung realized that he was in some kind of closed but big space.

"Wh-who are you? Wh-why have you tied me up like this? Who are you?!" Taehyung asked his voice trembling.

"Tsk tsk... You can't recognize my voice? I'm disappointed." The voice spoke for the first time.

"N-no! I can't! Who are you?! Open the blindfold!" Taehyung spoke yet again trying to steady his voice as much as he could.

"How can you not recognize my voice? After all this time? How can you not Taehyung seriously?" The voice spoke in a normal tone as if having the most casual conversation ever.

Taehyung went quiet for a few seconds until he sat absolutely motionless, his mouth slightly agap as if trying to bring the words out but was unable to.

"A-are y-you... N-no it can't be p-posible. I-it can't be..."

"What Taehyung?"

"Y-you can't be...

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Word Count : 1122

A/n : Any guesses on who is doing all of this?