ADDICTION • BONTEN × READER

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       The muffled screams and noises didn't help your state as you were pressed mercilessly on the black port pavement.

Ears ringing like a sharp whistle in a silent summer nights...

Limps aching to rest and heal from the sudden shock.

Your eyes likewise, were blurry, trying to see their surroundings, helplessly trying as the lost the only thing was aiding them to see.

Lenses.

They were gone from the big explosion just happened moments ago.

You were scared, panicking and can't function or pinpoint what just happened and why.

It was so sudden.

You didn't expect it.

No one did.

Like a random rain on summer day...

But this was everything but rain. It was a hurricane.

• • •

Minutes ago_

"You shall take a seat, the plane will take off after fifteen minutes" Estan said, walking you to an ampty seat at the back of the plane, a spacious space.

You hummed, was about to rest on the plush sofa but a soft ringing erupted from your bag.

Your hands unzipped the zipper, shuffling inside, searching for the vibrating device before fishing it out.

It was a number your memory couldn't recognize, not that you truly memorize any number at all. But it was nameless.

A stranger? Maybe, but again, you couldn't know.

The male actoss from you seemed to see you plundering wither to answer or not.

He smiled sweatly as always, "it's okay if its a quick call"

He said, and it was a que for you. actually you were about to silence it and ignore. But after what Estan said, your decision changed that easily.

Nodding you strode to the door you entered, standing just there and answer the call that was stubbornly still ringing.

"Hello? "

You frowned at the silent line, but just when you were about to hungup, there came a familiar voice, hastly saying your name in a question.

"Y/n? "

Kakuchou.

You sank those white teeth on your lower lips as you grimaced, your words vanishing, leaving you in a panic state on the type of excuses you can offer.

Then.

Hung up.

You quickly pushed the phone off your ear, eager to hung up and block this number too, but a secinds before your finger press on the red button, his voice came urgent. Panicking like he saw a devil.

"Y/n, GET OUT O—!! "

You lost balance, eyes widen and phone slipping off cold hands as another body collided with yours from behind.

Arms secured strongly around your midriff as you fell out, just jumped off the plane stepps.

You can't even process what's happening and then a loud roaring of an explosion from behind.

Squeezing your eyes closed, you brace for the fall, head first on the hard ground, head scrapped badly as you felt the skin peels.

burning pain that is dull compared to the fear eating you. With the side of your eyes, you witnessed a man getting slaughtered by a sharp metal of the plane debris.