Fracture S3 [Taekook]

• Thin Line of Insanity •

Everything was shrouded in complete darkness, suffocating Taehyung in it's depths. 

He is panicking, heavily breathing out his hysteria as he calls for anyone to hear him, at least he think's he's calling, but all that comes out is a silent scream, voided into the darkness for only the shadows to hear. 

His panic worsens, fear and dread enveloping him into a firm grip, sinking the poor soul to his knees, making him beg for forgiveness. 

He believes what he's experiencing is karma for killing that woman, his own guilt lashing out it's punishment upon him, pushing him closer and closer to that thin line that divides us from our sanity and insanity. 

It's a line we walk along as we live our lives, constantly one foot away from falling over the edge into the void of insanity. 

Taehyung now finds himself on the edge, looking into the void, where he now sees Jungkook staring right back at him with a cold smile on his face.

He reaches his hands out to Taehyung, silently presenting what appears to be blood covering his hands, but the blood was black, almost like tar. 

Taehyung feels himself drawing closer to Jungkook, a magnetic pull threading the two closer together, until Taehyung stops just a few feet away from Jungkook. 

Jungkook tilts his head, still smiling as he takes his tar covered hand and smears it across his face. 

Taehyung blinks, then feels something warm on his own hands. He looks down to see that same black tar on his hands, dripping off his fingers like blood. He stares at it, then without any control, he brings his hand to his face and smears across one side, mirroring what Jungkook just did. 

This was wrong, Taehyung knows it, yet the feeling of the warm liquid touching his skin was so nice and comforting that he couldn't help but smile. 

Taehyung wakes up with a gasp,  then swings his legs over the side of the bed and runs into the bathroom, with bile already spewing out of his mouth as he kneels before the toilet and vomits. 

That wave of nausea hits him hard, but also it's because he's so traumatized by the dream that it literally makes him sick. 

After throwing up, he slowly brings himself to stand up, using the sink counter for support. His head is still spinning, reeling around that terrible nightmare. Taehyung looks down at his shaking hands, not seeing any blood, but it felt so real that it gives him goosebumps. 

"This is all so wrong." He whispers, convincing himself that he is not the person he saw in his dreams. "I won't become like him, I wont." Even though he says that, he already feels himself slipping along that line of insanity, the trauma of having to kill an innocent person becoming too much to handle.