A lie

part 33

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The sky had darkened, and the winds had begun to pick up as the storm approached. Jungkook lay in the small room of Taehyung's taking noon-nap, nestled in the corner of the house. It was peaceful inside, but something felt off. His body shifted restlessly in bed, and despite the exhaustion from the festival and the long days of exploring the village, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at him.

It was then that he heard it—an ominous howl of the wind. The sound seeped in through the cracks in the walls, carrying a sense of urgency. Jungkook wake up and blinked, sitting up straight as the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. He glanced outside through the small window. The trees swayed wildly, their leaves torn from their branches by the growing force of the wind. Dark clouds loomed overhead, and the distant rumble of thunder was growing louder by the second.

"Oh my god!" He got scared when he saw the blackish clouds running wild and the thunderstorm. "Taehyung..." Jungkook whispered, the very first thought in his mind, a sudden pang of worry in his chest. He couldn’t explain why, but he had this sinking feeling that something wasn’t right.

Without thinking twice, he jumped out of bed, quickly running to the door and flinging it open. His heart was racing in his chest as he made his way out into the storm. The rain began to fall harder, stinging his skin as he sprinted towards taehee's room. He had to find Taehyung. His thoughts were a whirlwind of fear and confusion, unsure of what exactly was wrong but certain that something was happening.

He reached Taehyung’s mother’s h
room, hoping to find some sign of him. He burst through the door, gasping for breath, only to find Taehee calmly sitting at the table, glancing at the window.

"Jungkook, what are you—"

"Taehyung... where is Taehyung? Is he home already?" Jungkook cut her off, his voice full of urgency.

Taehee raised an eyebrow, confused. "He’s still out in the fields. Why?"

Jungkook's heart sank as soon as the words left her lips. He didn’t hesitate, bolting out of the door and heading for the fields, despite the worsening storm. The wind whipped against him, the rain stinging his face, but his mind was set. He couldn’t bear the thought of Taehyung out there alone in the storm, especially when he knew how much it could affect his crops.

As he ran, his thoughts were a blur, focusing only on getting to Taehyung, feeling the storm grow stronger with every passing moment. He could barely see through the sheets of rain that came pouring down, the world around him reduced to a blur of grey.

When he finally reached the edge of the farm, he saw him.

Taehyung was standing there, in the middle of the field, his face drawn with concern as he surveyed the crops. His hands were shaking slightly, but there was determination in his eyes. He was watching the dark clouds above him, his back to Jungkook, not noticing that he had arrived.