hoodwink -- bts

chapter twenty five [stormy days]

'Hey, are you even listening to me?'

The vivid view of the city streets below us was washed a depressing gray due to the rain. A palette of multicolored umbrellas moved sluggishly across the sidewalk, a cluster forming around the crosswalks.

'Ji-U.'

Seven weeks and three days. Nearly two months.

He placed a hand on my shoulder, shaking me slightly from my deep thoughts. I continued to stare out into the clouded city, wishing to be as free as the pedestrians below. They had no worries of being taken back to a horrible scene, being forced against their own will to act only as a building block for the new generation.

I had no interest in going back.

But somehow, the plain sight of the forest dragged lured me into a deep trance with a voice beckoning me to come back; beckoning me to go to him.

'What have we done?' Turning to look at him, I was disappointed that he hadn't seemed as rugged and haggard as I felt. The constant move from hotel to motel and back was constantly draining us of energy and life.

He stared back down to his fingers, moving them and entwining them together.

'I saved you.'

A dry laugh parted my lips. I wasn't too sure if it was due to my disbelief or the way his answer hit all the wrong areas.

'I want to die, Yoongi.' My body twisted to face his, my fingers working to grasp at the collar of his shirt weakly.

'Just fucking kill me.'

I knew his judgment was clouded by the look of strangled concern plastered across his normally hard features. The hot and sticky tears clung onto my untidy strands of hair.

But I wasn't exactly sure who's tears came first.

And he held me close, ignoring my pleas that poured from my lips over and over again, in a softer tone as I pressed my face to his chest. The steady rhythm of his heart was overwhelmingly filling my ears, soothing the ache in my own.

'You'll see him again. We'll see them all soon, we just can't afford to go back now. Not until they've found another tribute.'

Somehow, I had secretly known that becoming emotionally attached over my short stay with the strange household would leave a scar in its place. My mind was anticipating the pain to come before it was due - and it was long past its time.

'No Yoongi, you don't understand-'

'I get it, Ji-U. It's alright now.'

For the first time, he cracked a tiny smile, barely visible but still showing through. I'd never known he was capable of showing emotion aside from the scowls and curses he would throw Minji's way.

Minji, the one who seemed so crude and disgusted with the everyone else, even when her heart was the biggest of them all.

Jimin, who had been suffering since the death of Taehyung's sister but hid it with a smile so well.

Jungkook who masked his lewd and darkest desires behind an innocent, handsome face.

Yoongi, my savior.

'We're going to get caught, and when they find us, they'll take you away. Then you'll be gone. No one will be here anymore; no one to talk to, nothing to do-'

'No, we won't get caught. I promise you.' He pressed his lips to my forehead, while his fingers gripped my hair loosely.

I couldn't help his name falling from my lips, over and over as my voice wavered heavily from the pressure of the tears.

'Ji-U, I think it's time to leave the past behind. We've come so far, and I know I said we could visit them in the future, but I don't think that's optimal. Maybe it's time for you to return to your original life.'

My grasp on his shirt grew tighter, tugging down with force.

'I'm not going to throw this away Yoongi. Taehyung needs us, and we've run like cowards.'

'Taehyung doesn't need us, but I'm absolutely sure that I need you.'

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who the heck is chan yeol and why does he look so good

why does baekhyun look good

exo used to be a no no for me but they're draggin' me down

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