"Hold my hand" ~ Taekook ♥

And.

"You could fall in love and be loved, but don't think for a second your demons will stay quite forever."

-departedlovers

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.{Jungkook}.

I quickly made my way down the block, once I reached Taehyung's house which I must say was hell to spot unless you were standing right in front of it due to the neighboring forest. The house was pitch black and deadly silent, almost like a black hole consuming every ounce of darkness and sound around it. Getting goosebumps and chills, I stopped hesitating and quickly treaded my way up the stairs in front of the wooden door. I went to knock on the door but stopped dead in my track. From far away, yes the house was silent but now. . . well now I can hear loud sobs and cries mixing with each other, and every now and then the sound of someone sucking in a large amount of air only to choke on it with the cries. "it hurts." I had an idea to who these heartrenching  sounds belong to but to make sure I softly knocked on the door in hopes of not scaring the person, also considering the time I definitely didn't want to give anyone a heart attack. 

"Hello...? um, are you okay in there..." shit I hope I'm not going to regret this.

.{Taehyung}.

"Ju...Jung...Jungkook?" Am I dreaming? What is he doing here?

"Tae is that you? Please open up, are you okay?"

Utterly shocked Taehyung looked at the clock hanging in the room, reading 1:50 am. He managed to calm his shaking cries down to sniffles and little sobs but his arms still shook and his feet felt oh so very weak. He shuffled his way to the door debating if he should open the door or not, but his hand moved before he could think and unlocked the door. With the unlocking sound, Jungkook took the door handle and opened the door only to have his heart drop 20 feet underwater at the sight that greeted him. That's when he knew he had made the right choice of coming here. Taehyung's once fluffy brown hair is now scattered everywhere, his face was stained with dried up tears and the skin under his eyes had light pink coloring probably due to irritation of wiping at them harshly. His eyes collecting more tears ready to fall at a blink of an eye while his lips quivered as he tried to stop his crying.

"Oh Taehyung, what happened tae?"

Taehyung lowered his head as he played with his sleeves and pulled at them like they would suck him up, hiding him from Jungkook and the rest of the world. He was too afraid to look up and see the expression that Jungkook was wearing, but his confusion on why he was even here so late at night made him build up enough courage to look up for a brief second. But a few seconds turned into minutes as Taehyung tried to register what was happening, and why? Jungkook was staring at Taehyung with a soft smile and even though his eyes were filled with sadness it was a type of sadness that screamed worry. His head was tilted in worry and confusion. No one has ever looked at Taehyung like that before, no one. The intense caring look from Jungkook made him feel warm and hopeful. But the feeling of fear, wanting to run and hid was much more intense deep inside. And sometimes got the best of him. 

"n-n-n-nothing.. nothing happened-d. b-but Jungkook what are you doing h-her-re-e?"

"I wanted to check up on you, this is going to sound strange but I woke up with.. a-a- bad feeling." Crap Jungkook don't stutter now. "I wanted to call you instead but I don't have your number. I'm sorry for coming here this late, I just wanted to see... to see you tae."

Every soft word hit Taehyung's heart like thunder, sending his tears he tried so hard to hold back flowing out like a broken dam. His gaze started to blur, his head started to spin around in a matter of seconds and his chest tightened around his heart. It hurt, it hurt to feel and to not understand. Why? why? w-why? Why would you care? We just met, no you don't care. No, you can't care, I'll hurt you kookie. You'll leave. W-why? 

Jungkook noticed something was wrong when Taehyung's head fell and his weak arms held his chest tightly, grunting small syllables of out sounded like "why?"

His knees gave up and he fell with his head covered in darkness. Jungkook on reflex reached out for Taehyung and caught him before he made contact with the cold wooden floor. He readjusted his hold on tae and carried him bridal style for more comfort for the both of them.

"T-tae..."

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He looked down at the light angelic boy in his hold, noticing he was unconscious and heavily breathing, every now and then shaking with an after sob stuck in this throat. Jungkook turned around and locked the door behind him and slid off his shoes, all with tae still in his arms afraid if he let him go he would disappear. He made is way up the stairs carefully but comfortably because he noticed that Tae's parents weren't in the house due to the lack of shoes at the entrance. This makes the situation a bit easier to handle. As walking down the hall he took turns quietly opening each door in hopes that maybe the next one was Tae's. Finally, the very last grey door at the end of the hall. He opened it and made his way to place tae in his bed soundly. Tucking him in tight while taking his hand and wiping the dry tears off his face with his sleeve, careful to not cause any irritation to his soft sun kissed skin. He sat at the edge of the bed before calling his mother and informing her that he will sleep over at his friend's house but be back home tomorrow morning. He placed his keys and phone on the desk before heading back downstairs in search of getting a glass of water. After a good 10 minutes, he came back and closed the bedroom door behind him. Placing the glass of water on the desk and taking note of Taehyung's desk filled with textbooks and halfheartedly finished homework, tae must be either a good student or a good faker. Taking off his coat and crawling into bed with him, for a moment, he thought that maybe he was stepping out of line but then hasn't he already done that by coming here at 2 in the morning just because of a dream. He did put room between the two for more comfort for tae to move around in his sleep.