lie; kv

Chapter twenty two.

I hate writing in italics so I'm just gonna say it 😭

in dream.

Taehyung opened his eyes and gasped for air, stumbling back with his hand against his aching stomach. Unfortunately he was held in place by a bunch of hands behind him, but he couldn't turn around for whatever reason.

He knew where he was. It was the hallway to his lecture hall which has some windows and lockers around it. Everything was in perfect detail, making it all seem real and not like a dream.

The only out of place object was the large mirror right in front of him, reflecting the people grabbing him roughly and whatever was behind him.

What the hell? Taehyung groaned as he tried to shove the two boys away, but he had absolutely no strength in his body.

His eyes widened when he recognised someone else's reflection in the mirror. Jeongguk stood by a locker with a rather dejected face, trying his best to not look and just focus on getting his things out.

Taehyung began to feel more frightened when a boy appeared from behind the mirror and began to walk towards him with a terrifying face. It didn't look human which helped him realise he was dreaming.

Wake up, come on wake up! Taehyung breathed heavily, hearing his own loud thoughts telling him to wake up but failing. Why isn't he helping me?

Taehyung decided to at least scream for help, "I didn't steal his scholarship!"

What? That's not what I wanted to say. Taehyung tried to keep his eyes on Jeongguk, but they kept shifting onto the boy getting closer to him.

"You're nothing but a privileged little thief, did you change my test score too?" The strange spoke with a distorted voice.

"That videos fake!" Taehyung screamed back.

"You saw the video I sent, is that not you in it? Liar." He spoke again.

"I'm not lying, please believe me." Taehyung began to sob and could finally see Jeongguk in the mirror again who watched with a pained expression.

"You saw the video I sent, is that not you in it? Liar." Jeongguk repeated in the same distorted voice.

That was enough to make Taehyung feel a type of fear and dread he had never felt before.

end of dream.

Taehyung shot awake, wincing when he realised that his arm was sore from being in the same position all night; pressed up against something and hand against whatever it was. He slowly opened his eyes, fluttering his long dolly lashes to stare in confusion.

He tilted his head back, heart pounding when he saw Jeongguk's chin above him. Taehyung then looked back down to see that Jeongguk had been holding him tight all night and hadn't let him go.

Oh. This is nice. Taehyung wanted to close his eyes again, but his bladder was begging him to get out of bed.

He slowly and carefully got out of bed, dragging his sore legs over to the bathroom door which he locked behind him. He made sure to grab his phone on the way too.

What the hell was that dream? Taehyung rubbed his face stressfully and sat down on the toilet, taking his phone out first.

It felt so real, what fucking video are they talking about? Taehyung began to scroll through his messages, but most of them were completely empty.

That was something he found strange. He didn't understand why he and Jeongguk had no texts if they had been friends for a long time. He didn't understand why the conversations between him and Jimin were gone when he recalled texting the boy a lot.