it was as if taehyung could sense it- the ominous dark clouds surrounding her as they walked back to her small house that seemed more like an apartment.
they climbed over the sharp metal gates, hands wandering a little too low for her liking but neither cared at the moment of the warped surroundings all due to the wonders of a capsule and a full bottle of soju.
no words were needed as soft sighs and light giggles floated through the nightime air around them as they neared the dainty window connecting the crumbling walls of her room to the outside.
"yah, kim taehyung. go home and sleep. you could use it after all of that."
he pushed her forehead with his pinky, callused hands meeting soft baby skin. "of course. what do you think i am? some crazed insomniac who runs on coffee alone?"
the words lingered upon his lips, the dark feeling radiating from him, too, because sadly, his proposition wasn't far from off. her hand reached to ruffle his hair before kissing his nose, pushing him away to close the window. "come in if you don't want to go home."
instead of taking it as a reason to leave, taehyung pressed his back against the wall, sliding down to rest his head in between his hands.
he wouldnt admit to anyone he hasn't slept in a week total due to the reoccuring nightmare. it wasn't a nightmare really, just old memories.
yet those memories scared him more than some fictional monster hiding under his bed like his older brother had always proposed to him.
hot tears swelled his already red-streaked eyes.
reality scared him more than any monsters could, yet he couldn't let go of the only thing he had within his faint grasp.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
♤ house of spades ♤
Random*tw* depression, anxiety, mentions of self-harm, mentions of anorexia, panic attacks. kth, ksj, pjm, jjk, myg, jhs, knj lowercase intended please don't look over this and read it. part one of the house of cards series. #wattys2016
