YA AMAR | TAEKOOK

PANIC

Taehyung stepped out of the shower, humming a song. The steam curled in the air, dissipating into the cool evening atmosphere of the room.

He ran a towel through his damp hair as he walked out of the bathroom.

He stood in front of the mirror, looking at his reflection with a smile. His gaze drifted to the small wooden table beside the bed. His emerald ring rested there, glinting in the dim light from the bedside lamp.

Taehyung's fingers itched to reach for it, but for some reason, he hesitated. The ring had always been a part of him, something he rarely took off. He always felt incomplete without it. There was an emptiness, a discomfort he couldn't quite shake.

The sudden ring of his phone broke his thoughts. He glanced at the screen, seeing his mother's name flashing on it. A small, fond smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he answered.

"Eomma?"

"Baby...How's Jungkook?..." Jin asked in concern.

"Hmm, he's better now. The fever's almost gone...."

"He didn't go to the office today. Suga Hyung and Jimin went instead..." Taehyung said, walking out of the room and went towards Jungkook's room.

"Good, Take care of him, okay?" Jin said.

"Hmm.... He's sleeping right now..." Taehyung said, gently pushing the door and stepped inside.

Jungkook was lying on the bed. but something about the stillness of his form unsettled Taehyung.

The quietness of it.

he looked so still....Too still.

Taehyung's heart thudded painfully in his chest, a cold shiver running down his spine.

It was as if Jungkook was lying there, motionless.

"J-Jungkook.. " Taehyung mumbled, gripping the phone tightly.

"Tae....baby? " Jin's voice blurred in the background as everything began to spin around him.

He found himself standing in an unfamiliar room, which is somewhat similar to his palace but it is not his palace.

His hands trembled as they clenched around something cold and slick. He looked down gasping.

Blood.

There was blood everywhere, dripping from his fingers, staining the floor beneath him.

He blinked, disoriented.

The knife.... his hand still gripped the handle tightly, as if it had a mind of its own.

Taehyung's eyes widened as he froze.

There, lying before him, was Jungkook-motionless, pale, and lifeless. His body was limp, soaked in blood, his eyes closed.

"N-no.. no! Jungkook!" Taehyung screamed, his voice breaking, choking on the words as he stumbled backward.

"Why did you do it omega?" Someone asked, but he couldn't see anyone.

His legs couldn't hold him, and he collapsed to the floor, a sob ripping through his chest.

Tears streamed down his face as he reached out to touch Jungkook's body, trembling.

"P-Please...Alpha... Please o-open your eyes... " Taehyung's voice cracked as he cradled Jungkook's head in his lap.

His fingers grazed the blood-stained cheek, but it was cold...so cold.

The darkness within me mirrors the darkness within you, omega... Prepare to face the consequences.. A voice echoed in his ear.