Save me (BTS)

Prison 11

Taehyung sat there with his head down until he hears the door click open. He glances up and saw Jimin and Jungkook entering the room. Taehyung sighs and placed his head back down on the desk. His chest starts to feel uncomfortable again. Taehyung stands up and walks out of the door. He doesn't want to be in the same room as those two so he decides to head to the nurses office.

His footsteps echo against the tiled floor as he makes his way over. He walks inside and heads over to the bed and lies down. He closes his eyes hoping that sleep will just wash over him and he can leave reality for a while.

However the door clicks open and he hears someone walk inside. He doesn't open his eyes to look and instead pretends to be sleeping. Taehyung hears them walking closer and closer to where he is. There is a small sigh before a hand reaches up to his head and strokes his hair. Taehyung does his best not to flinch and make it known that he is awake.

"Don't let anyone steal your heart." A voice breathes. This time Taehyung's eyes flash open but no one is in front of him. He sits up and glances around. Did they hide? No. He would have heard their footsteps. He scratches his head and sighs. Who was that? He didn't recognize their voice.

He lies back down and lies his arm over his face.

"No one. Remember Tae." The voice whispers against his ear and he sprung up. Again no one is standing in front of him and there is no one else in this room.

"Is it my imagination?" He says confused and lies back down for a third time. He sighs and closes his eyes but they flash open again. He glances around quickly to see if anyone had popped up. He closes his eyes and yawns. Sleep slowly crawls over him as he waits for the voice but it never came back.

"Taehyung." Someone calls out. "Taehyung!" Taehyung shoots up from the bed.

"I'm up. What happened?" He asks and glances around the room. The nurse is standing over at the left side of the bed he was just in.

"Schools over. Go home." She says and shakes her head. She walks back to her desk and Taehyung walks out of the room and heads over to his locker to pick up his backpack. He yawns as he heads out of the doors of the school. He walks along the sidewalk in the direction of his home but halfway there he decided to head somewhere else.

His head is filled with too many thoughts and he just wants to clear them all out.

'Do I like him?'
'Why do I keep thinking of him?'
'Don't let anyone steal your heart.'

Who was that voice? It sounded like a boy but when he searched the room he didn't find anybody. He didn't hear any footsteps. The only time he did hear footsteps was when someone had entered the room.

"I probably just imagined it." He whispers to himself and keeps walking not in any particular direction. He heads to the left and finds himself at a cross section. He decides to walk straight forward. He wanders around until he finds himself in front of a shop. He heads inside not finding anything better to do and looks around.

He heads to the counter near the back and realizes that this is a coffee shop.

"Hello. Welcome to-" the guy glances up and his eyes widen.

"Taehyung. What are you doing here?" Jungkook asks. Taehyung mentally kicks himself as he felt his face grow warm. He clears his throat and does the first thing that comes to mind. He glares at Jungkook. Jungkook flinched.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" He growls while continuing to glare at Jungkook. "I'm here to get coffee."

Jungkook nods and looks away from Taehyung.

"Caramel frappe chino." He calls out and Jungkook nods at Taehyung. He disappears heading to the back and Taehyung leans against the counter.

'Your such and idiot Taehyung. What'd you do that for?' He sighs and closes his eyes. He drags his hand through his hair and heads to one of the available booths to wait for his coffee to come.

He sits with his eyes closed as he waits.

"Don't let anybody steal your heart." He hears someone call. His eyes flash open again but nobody is near him. He is completely alone.

"Wait for me." He hears right next to his ear but nobody is there. He stands up walks away from that booth. He sits down at another booth but instead of closing his eyes, he keeps them wide open. He glances around every few seconds but nothing moves, nobody else is in the shop besides him and the workers.

"Caramel frappe chino!" Jungkook calls out and Taehyung stands up. He walks to the front and takes the drink from the counter. He walks back to the booth he was in and sits down. He takes a sip of his coffee and glances around. Nothing. No voice. No people. Completely alone. His mind calms down a bit.

He takes another sip. He hears footsteps approaching and he glances up. Jungkook is in front him. He takes a seat across from Taehyung and places his hands on the table. Taehyung watches him without looking away. Jungkook doesn't make eye contact with Taehyung, he only looks down at his hands.

"Did you need something?" Taehyung asks after taking a sip from his coffee and Jungkook still hadn't said anything.

"Are you feeling okay?" Jungkook suddenly blurts out but still avoids Taehyung's eyes. Taehyung pauses and stares at Jungkook.

"What do you mean?" Taehyung asks curiously and tilts his head to the side.

"You seem to be switching moods a lot." Jungkook replies. His head is still down and Taehyung started to get annoyed. He stood up and walked over to Jungkook. He bent down so they were eye level. Jungkook squirmed away from Taehyung, scooting farther into the booth.

"Look at me." Taehyung demands but Jungkook only flinches.

Taehyung scoots into the booth as well but Jungkook scoots farther back. He scoots until he hits the wall dividing this booth from the next one. Taehyung smirks and scoots until their legs are touching. He reaches over to Jungkook and moves his head so that they are staring at each other.

"W-what are you doing?" Jungkook says and tries to push Taehyung's arm away. Taehyung sighs but doesn't move from where he is at. He stares at Jungkook one more time before scooting out of the booth and grabbing his drink. He places some money on the table and heads out of the shop. He takes a sip while thinking to himself.

'Is this love? Or is this just jealousy?'