Untouchable JINKOOK (BoyxBoy)

12

LANESTALKER

Note: every character's story, background, mind and personality is fictional. Love them all.

Chapter 11:

•• Untouchable ••

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-Seokjin-

There was not any sound, apart from the strangely comforting beep of the multiple fancy electronic devices all over his room.

Seokjin took a long breath and turned his head to check the hour of the digital clock next to his bed.

3:40 am.

He needed to sleep... and yet he couldn't.

How much time had passed and he'd been stuck here, unable to do anything?

Too much information was saturating his mind, almost drowning him with worry and making him too unnerved to go to sleep.

It was so nerve wracking, to be attached - literally - to this bed all day and not seeing nor hearing about Jungkook. He was so afraid that the other one would feel alone, and scared.

Would he cry like when he left? Would he be numb? Were there enough people by his side, comforting and hugging him, telling him everything will be okay?

He closed his fist dolorously, feeling the regret eating him up inside. It was pointless to ponder on this now, after all those years...

He fixed the white ceiling for some minutes, trying to count sheep. Before sighing, when he realised that all he could think about was a cute rabit-like boy with big eyes who would play with the same sheeps they visited during an impromptu farm trip.

He was so happy that day...

With a final sigh full of sorrow, he decided to stop his self pity party and do actually something.

Nobody would be patrolling inside the corridors and nag him because it seemed to be guarded with some extreme security.

So he could maybe try to get up and do some much needed exercise.

Maybe it would help him to sleep....

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- Jungkook-

4:07 am.

His phone had been ringing a sweet melody hummed by a honey voice he knew too well for already a few minutes.

He had the terrible habit of getting to bed really late and waking up at the crack of dawn to go to the gym to ouch his favourite bag. He would only really feel alive during this time, when the light outside was dark and the moon was his faithful companion.

He let the sweet melody ran one last time through the dark, before regretfully shutting down his phone.

He looked at his left toward his window. The moon was full this night, shining brightly, almost crying lonely and silently...

He suddenly felt the need to go outside and observe it more closely.

He painfully tried to get up his bed, sobbing silently at each movement. He left so powerless and idiot. He finally succeeded and dropped an hesitant feet to the cold ground.

He immediately tried to advance and stumbled forward, butting inside the cabinet in front.

He cried of dolour. Some seringue had broke and the glass had marred his thin ankle's skin. He removed delicately the piece and tried to get up again.

He could not abandon like this...

Something in him was burning and itching his skin to get out of this heated room. He needed to explore, to where ? He didn't know. But it felt a powerful pull inside of him to get out.

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- Seokjin -

4:24 am.

He had been walking without any goal inside the long corridors. Under the dim lights, with the window reflecting the moon light rays, it seemed so empty..

While wandering aimlessly towards an unknown destination, a weird feeling filled him slowly, making him dizzy. His hand gripped with difficulty the metal bar where his IV drip was fixed, tugging it like it was his saviour.

Suddenly, he saw something in the shadows at the end of the long corridor he was currently In.

A sense of urgency and dread filled his sense. He tried to back down as quick as he could, before hitting painfully the wall behind him he didn't see, a pained cry escaping slowly his lips.

Bam!

The huge window oriented on a balcony on his side suddenly opened, letting a cool air flow burst inside the place, making him tetanised.

He was so scared..

With dread, he saw the shadows moving closer imperceptibly. And he heard what seemed like... footsteps?

But the sound was irregular and kind of scary. The window's light curtains moved imperceptibly, flowing out a new wave of cold air.

The spell seemed to break him out of his trance. As his queue to leave.

On the instant he grabbed the metal bar to leave...

He saw something out of the darkness.

A bare leg dripping with... blood? And a poorly bandaged foot and ankle.

His gaze ascended slowly over the form that suddenly hunched forward.

"Jin?"

That voice.

He could not believe it.

Under the lonely moonlight rays, a pale figure he could drew by heart with his closed eyes could be seen.

A pair of black eyes met him, filled with tears.

"Jin? Is that... really you?"

His whole body completely froze. Unable to feel anything. A myriad of feelings passed quickly through his chest.

He couldn't breathe.

"Jin..."

A sob broke the silent atmosphere.

The dark haired man in front of him fell down.

"Jin...."

He... couldn't do it!