haunted |☠︎︎| vkook ✔︎

𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆-𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲.

"𝕀 feel sorry for you." he repeated, watching how the witch gave him her full attention now, pressing her lips together. "you've been through so much, haven't you? being heartbroken is not easy at all."

"yeah... yeah, i have."

"i'm sorry for that. it must've hurt a lot." he smiled apologetically, the witch now relaxing her face and looking at him with soft eyes. "can i ask you why do you think taking revenge on jungkook is a good idea?"

"because... because i wanted to make jungho feel the same way i did. the same way my heart broke into a million pieces when he left me. and i could only do that by taking away the most precious thing he has, his son." she said, grabbing the red ruby necklace she was wearing between her thumb and her index finger. "the same emptiness i felt when he walked away to love another woman."

"and how does that make you feel? when you took jungkook away, did it make you feel good with yourself? are you better now?"

the witch thought deeply into it, not really thinking about how she was feeling before; is she happy now?

"well, i do feel content right now." she smiled, yoongi snorting in disbelief at her words. "it makes me feel content the fact that jungho is probably suffering right now. it makes me feel content the fact that these boys can't feel love just like me."

"well, i'm afraid to tell you that it won't go as you planned." hoseok sighed, shaking his head with a small pout. "it was nice talking with you, suni. i hope your soul finds peace someday."

"...what?"

"this is for taking my body away!" a voice suddenly shouted, jungkook jumping towards the blonde and stabbing her chest with his box cutter. "and this is for cursing my father!" he continued, stabbing her once again. "and this is for keeping me from loving taehyung properly!"

at the third stab, a deafening scream echoed through the room, blinding lights coming out of her chest instead of blood. it made them all close their eyes and cover their ears, the scream lasting for some long seconds until the room went completely silent.

they opened their eyes slowly, the witch now nowhere in sight. they all gasped, jungkook looking down at his weapon with a huge smile on his face. "i did it!"

"jungkook!" seokjin and namjoon shouted, running towards the boy now that the barrier was gone for good. they tackled the boy in a tight hug, the three of them now crying happy tears. he was finally able to feel again.

the happiness was cut off shortly after when jungkook remembered that taehyung was still laying unconsciously on the floor, the boys breaking the hug and the younger running towards his lover.

"taehyung!" he cried, jimin standing up and taking a few steps back to give them some space. "t-tae, please wake up."

he kept shaking him while tears fell down his cheeks, his sobs echoing through the room as taehyung's face remained peacefully asleep.

"p-please, you can't leave me now. i'm right here, i'm f-finally here!" he whined, grabbing his cheeks carefully as he sobbed. "you promised you wouldn't leave me, r-remember?"

—☠︎︎—

taehyung was walking around a place completely white. there wasn't any walls, floor or roof, just pure whiteness surrounding him. he looked around in panic, the last thing he remembered being the way he floated and got the necklace taken away from him.

"am i dead?" he asked, sitting on the 'floor' when he got tired of walking in nothing. he hugged his knees, feeling his bottom lip trembling and his eyes welling up. "am i really dead?"

"you're not dead." a feminine voice said, from no other than the blonde witch. taehyung gasped when she saw her, wearing the same red outfit, her ruby necklace resting on her hand. "you're just asleep."

"are you going to kill me now?" he asked, backing up when the lady walked up to him.

"i won't." she shook her head, sitting gracefully in front of him and handing him the necklace. "take this. it's my gift, even though you took it first without permission."

taehyung hesitantly grabbed the jewelry, looking at it with his lips pressed together. "is it cursed?"

"i've been defeated, i can't really do any magic or cursing at this point." she chuckled humorlessly, looking at her nails and letting out a small sigh. "but maybe it's for the best."

"why do you say that?" he asked, the lady taking the necklace from the palm of his hand and placing it around his neck carefully.

"when i was being stabbed in my heart after your friend hoseok talked to me, i realized that maybe taking my revenge on that kid wasn't the best idea i've ever had." she said, taehyung looking at her with a face that said yeah, no shit. "i was blind. i was furious about being heartbroken and left alone. i wasn't really thinking properly, only letting myself be guided by my hatred and my power. i apologize."

"well, i forgive you." he nodded, caressing with his thumb the necklace while smiling softly. "but only if you let me go back."

"you're already back, taehyung. like i told you, you're just asleep." she explained once again, looking at the necklace her ex gifted her for the last time. "red suits you, you should wear it more often."

"thank you." he chuckled, letting go of the necklace to look at the suni for the last time. "i hope you have a peaceful life now. even though i'm still kind of pissed about this whole situation, i understand that we can do stupid things out of anger."

"thank you for understanding." she giggled, standing up and helping taehyung to get up as well. "i hope jungkook and you have a happy relationship. you can wake up now." and with that, the lady disappeared in front of his eyes, the place now slowly turning black as he felt his eyes growing heavy with each passing second, the words you promised you wouldn't leave me, remember? echoing in the background.

—☠︎︎—

with a lout gasp, taehyung finally opened his eyes, being met with jungkook's teary eyes looking back at him. "k-kookie..."

"tae!" he cried out, the silver haired boy sitting up, both hugging each other tightly as tears rolled down their cheeks and sobs escaped their lips.

after long weeks of not being able to touch each other, they were finally sharing their first hug.