Tomorrow, still Today| (Kim Taehyung)

Keep Still

-"I kept runnin' for a soft place to fall"-

AURORA, Runaway

The day is long.

I leave Taehyung, go home and lie down.

I honestly really was scared, leaving him alone again. I'm worried, that he'll cry more. I wonder, what he's thinking about, that's keeping him so riled up.

I sigh, as I lie down in my bed. I roll around.

This night is especially dark.

I feel myself wide awake. My eyelids think differently. They're ready to fall but everytime I close them, I just see Taehyung in front of me.

His eyes pained, then angry, then exhausted. His lashes damped and his bottom lip bleeding...

I swing my legs off the bed and get dressed.

I have grown too attached to him already.

I give myself a note to never do this again, as my car drives up the hospital. It's completely deserted and I let out my breath as I open the door.

The light flickers on and I walk up the stairs.

I'm a little surprised, that it's actually empty. There's noone here to watch the patients.

I flinch and almost stumble, when I hear my phone ringing.

I curse under my breath and quickly fish it out of my pocket, not looking at the caller ID.

I press the button and lay it onto my ear.

"Hello?"

Silence.

I listen to the voice, quickly saying all the things, it has to say. My mouth parts open and my fingertips quiver, as I press the phone again.

I just stand there, frozen for a few minutes.

Then, snapping out of it, I clear my throat and straighten my shoulders.

Let this get to your head later, Sana.

I turn around, almost running towards the entrance.

Then, my hand on the handle, I stop. Panting, I realize, why I'm here.

Struggling with my decision, I turn around and run up the stairs to the room. Hearing my footsteps on the cold floor, I push the door open.

Panting, I meet Taehyung's surprised gaze.

"What-"

He cuts himself off and stands up, still a little startled.

I freeze for a second, trying to catch my breath and simply look at him.

His skin is pale under the moonlight, that's breaking through the small window, letting the room appear like a prison cell.

But Taehyung's eyes shine through the darkness in my direction and I meet his gaze.

My heart beats a little faster, when his lips part slowly and the confused gaze of his turns into an almost worried one. He slightly fiddles with his fingers and steps a step closer.

I open my mouth, finally catching my breath.

"I'll... be gone for-" I cut myself off and think. "... some time."

His eyebrows furrow.

I don't know yet. We'll see.

I try to smile but fail miserably. Instead, I step closer to him, till I'm only a few inches apart and softly grasp his hands.

I feel him freeze under my touch and honestly, I don't know, why I do this either. I guess, because it seems to calm him down a little.

If I'm completely honest, it calms me down too.

I pull another pack of tissues out of my jacket and lay them in his hand and when I look up to him, his look in his eyes is one, I can't describe.

I smile slightly, still not able to do it right.

"Don't cry too much."

He blinks and I awkwardly step back, as he's still not saying anything.

I swallow harshly and let go of his hand, blushing slightly, as I notice them still in his and he finally snaps out of his gaze.

"Where... are you going?", he asks and my heart flutters, as he talks to me.

Still, I slowly walk backwards and give him a smile.

He waits for an answer, but he won't get one.

"Sleep well, Kim Taehyung", I whisper before I turn around and close the door behind me, leaving a confused Taehyung behind.

I'm immediately worried and curse.

I really have grown too attached to him.

I run down the path to my car as fast as I can. I haven't taken too much time already, have I?

I won't be too late?

I don't know, what has gotten into me. Why I had to tell Kim Taehyung, that I'll be gone. It's not like, he will miss me, maybe ask, where I am.

I know, he won't do that.

I just wanted to make sure, he'd be okay. Okay, for the time I'll be gone... How long will it take?

Not so long.

I know, what's coming.

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I stare down at the pack of tissues in my hands and furrow my eyebrows.

Where is she going? Why... couldn't she tell me?

Why... do I care?

I frown at the thought but I can't seem to lay the tissues out of my hands.

Instead, I let myself sink down on the bed again and stare at the ceiling.

I remember her coming in, her orange hair messed up and panting. I remember the way, she tried so hard to smile at me but it seemed fake.

My fingers stop, when my heart beats a little faster and I swallow harshly.

No.

I remember her soft fingers, that always seem to find my cold ones. I remember her wiping my tears away and turn to my side.

Furrowing my eyebrows at what I'm feeling.

I frown at my thoughts, my mind that's circling around her.

I hate it. I can't need this right now. I don't even know her name.

... But on the same time... it's been long, since I've fallen asleep with something else but Jungkook on my mind.

And in three years, finally I close my eyes and no memory crosses my mind.

And

I could sleep.

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