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Chapter Four: Moonlight

f o u r | M O O N L I G H T

Darkness surrounded him.

The loneliest darkness Taehyung has ever seen. Did it work? Is this what the afterlife is like? It wasn't what he had expected his death to be, he wanted to out with a bang. No pun intended.

He wanted to know once and for all if there was anyone left who cared for him, who could look past his strange outwardly behavior and love him for who he was - a human.

He wanted the 'alien' nonsense to stop, he didn't like to be singled out from the rest of the group as the 'weird' one. He wanted to be normal.

What was normal anyway? The dictionary says its 'conforming to a standard; usual, typical, or expected.' What is expected of him, though?

If he act like other idols, he gets labeled as 'average' and 'cookie cutter.' If he acts different, people say he's '4D' and an 'alien.'

The boy didn't know what to do. No matter how he acted, people labeled him to fit their needs. He looked around in the surrounding darkness, a strange feeling nagging at his heart.

Is this really how he'll spend an eternity, a single entity far away from any signs of life? Though, he thinks, it's not much different than how he was living.

A muffled sound breaks through the darkness, causing him to frantically search for its source.

"-ung! Wake up! Taehyung!"

The sound grew closer, allowing him to decipher what the voices were saying. Who's voice is that? Jungkook...? No.. Jimin?

Taehyung took a step closer to the source of the voice, but he realized the sound was coming from all around him.

"Oh my god... Is he going to die?"

Why do you care?

"Hurry, Jin! Call the ambulance, his fever is through the roof!"

Why are you trying?

"Please wake up... Tae..."

Why are you crying... Stop...

Taehyung curled up in a ball, hugging his knees close to his chest. Time seemed at a stand still, the voices had stopped who knows how long ago.

He heard muffled yelling, probably from a different room than where he laid. Who was arguing? Why?

The sounds from where his body was seemed to waver every few minutes, the sounds cutting off more frequently as time passed. Was he dying?

The darkness was peaceful, yet he had an eerie feeling of being watched though being alone.

He couldn't see anything, only the pitch blackness around him.

He couldn't feel anything from his body in the 'real world' but he could feel his 'body' in the purgatory he currently resided in.

Multiple muffled sounds filled the space, though he couldn't hear what they were. The sounds cut off suddenly, silence once again taking over.

He sat there curled up in a ball for what felt like years, nothing penetrating the darkness until he saw it.

Taehyung's eyes scoured the darkness again for the nth time since the sound cut off last. He almost passed it, but he caught sight of a faint white dot. His lips twitched at the sight, not sure how to act.

How should one act when they see the light?

He didn't know why, but he uncurled himself and took shaky steps forward. His steps gradually picked up speed until he was sprinting towards the bright white light in the distance.

"We're losing him!"

He suddenly stopped. Why... Why are they still trying?

"Sir! You're not allowed in here!"
"Tae!"
"Sir! Please leave!"
"Let go! Tae!"

Who... Who is that? The voice sounds so familiar....

Yoongi? Yoongi what are you..

A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, a warm feeling spreading through his 'body' as he realized that there was someome who cared about him. He turned around and sprinted in the opposite direction of the lights.

"Yoongi! I'm here!"

"He's coming back!"

Shouts of glee filled the darkness. His goofy smile spread across his lips.

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Yoongi panted as he was being held back by the hospital's security. A relieved smile plastered on his face.

"Is... Is he okay? Will he live?" The doctor glanced over at him and smiled genuinely, "He's going to make it, yes. Though, I'm sure that if you hadn't interrupted, he wouldn't make it."

Yoongi's eyes drifted down to the still unconcious boy. What am I going to do with you, Tae?

He bowed his head slightly, "Sorry for the intrusion." The guards opened the door and shoved him out in the sterile looking hallway. Despite the rough treatment, his smile still remained.

He gathered the drinks he was sent out to get and causally walked back to the room where the rest of the group stayed.

"Yah, Yoongi, what took you so long?" Hoseok was complaining, though when isn't he? Suga let out a few short laughs and handed Hoseok his drink. He looked around the room and noticed everyone was awake and looking at him weirdly.

"I went to go check on Taehyung..." Their full attention turned on the short male. "He's going to be okay." Relieved sighs escaped everyone in the room.

"Did they... Did they tell you what was wrong?" Yoongi's smile vanished. He swirled the can around, it's contents swishing around inside.

"He had tried to commit suicide using sleeping pills. They almost lost him."

The mood turned solemn, everyone blaming themselves for not noticing. "Don't worry, though. He pulled through, deep down he probably didn't want to die yet."

Namjoon clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. "Why didn't we notice? Why didn't he talk to anyone."

Yoongi glanced up at him before returning his gaze to the floor. "He talked to me the night before." Everyone looked at him. "Why didn't you tell us?!"

Suga I raised a hand to cut them off, "He seemed fine, just emotional. He told me how alone he felt and how no one noticed his strange behavior. I, of course, comforted him. He showed no signs of wanting to commit suicide."

A doctor opened the door to the room, a smile on his face, "He's awake."

A/n: it seems a bit rushed BUT BEAR WITH ME HERE. Also we're back