No one's pov -
His eyes opened due to the sunlight peering in through the cracks of the ceiling and the windows on the top.
Surprisingly, he woke up a day later considering the amount of blood and gore he witnessed, with him getting injured too.
He tried to get up but wasn't able to, feeling something pulled him down to stay.
Confused, he looked around, cracking his sore neck and saw he was stuck between the creepers and other plants and trees.
Groaning at the hindrance, he tried his best to pull his hand from the mess so he will be able to cut off the others too, but it didn't seem so easy.
His memory from the day before were hazy too, considering he hit his head hard from the tree.
The only name he can remember at the moments is of jeongin.
"J-jeongin..." He whispers out but there is no response, he calls out once again, "innie!" But there is still no response.
He knows that he will have no response from him, but he is ultimately scared, scared that he might lose jeongin in one way.
The thought of being away from jeonfin, did not settle right with him, losing jeongin was something he can never imagine.
Jeongin's heart beat is his life, as long as jeongin's heart beats, that's how long he will live, that's what it is, he is an epitome of unconditional love.
He would never think twice when it comes to jeongin's well-being, yes, people could call him blind in love, but he wasn't actually.
He knew what was right and wrong, he just put jeongin ahead of everyone else, showing that his love for jeongin is enough to light up his life with happiness.
He breathes for jeongin and without jeongin, he is nothing in this world, he thinks of jeongin as his saviour as jeongin came into his life in one of the weakest points he ever faced.
The time when he kept on failing to make his parents proud.
Though that point of view was only from his side, he still felt incomplete and didn't have much things to do ahead.
But jeongin's entry in his life seemed like an open gateway for him to achieve his dreams.
"Jeongin!" He called out once again before breaking down, his tears leaving one by one, frustrating him that he is stuck here, with nothing or no one to help him.
"Stai zitto!" [Shut up!] He suddenly hears the voice of a man, screaming at him in a foreign language that he cannot understand.
Thinking and believing that there is another person here to help him, his eyes lit up as he frantically looks around before screaming.
"Hello! Is anybody here?" He purposefully yells in English, hoping it'd reach the person who just shouted something in a foreign language.
"Yes! Yes! Someone is here, but please shut up okay?" The deep voice of a man calls back to him as he tries his best, to get up but it isn't possible.
Suddenly hearing footsteps, he whips his head around and sees a man walking towards him with a bag, mumbling about something through his lips.
"Persona meschina, lo giuro su dio! perché sono ancora bloccato qui?" [Petty person, i swear to god! Why am i even stuck here?] (Sorry if there's any mistake, i used translator for this😭)
he talks to himself while the man stays confused as he walks forward to him and cuts out the creepers and the plants, coiled up together trapped him down, on the ground.
