Happy // j.hs

t w e n t y

When I wake I'm surrounded by feathers in a strange bed. As my eyes adjust to the surroundings around me I search for my phone in panic. I look around the room. There's no sign of Taehyung anywhere. I walk silently over to the closed door to exit the bedroom. As I peak my head around the corner and strong hand pulls me through the doorway.

"Hoseok, what are you doing?" Taehyung smirks at me.

"Where are we? I want to leave" I say as I try to escape his grip.

"It's okay" He says as he pulls me into his chest. The feeling of being secure in his arms in the past is not the same feeling I feel right now. What I feel now is pure fear. I have no idea of anything that happened in the time I've been blacked out and I don't think that Taehyung will tell me either.

"T-T-Taehyung. I want to go home" I shake into his warm body.

"Come on then" He says gently as I follow him out the front door to his car.

We sit in the car in silence, the only sound being my shallow breathing and tapping of my foot.

"What's the address again?" He asks me. I tell him Yoongi's address, the nervous tapping of my feet speeding up.

"You sure you're sober? Did you get high or something when I left the room?" He jokingly says, earning an 'are you fucking serious' glare from me: causing him to shake his head and mumble a sorry before turning his attention back to the road. Soon enough we pull up outside Yoongi's. As I pull open the door handle Taehyung's hand strokes my cheek.

"Not even going to thank me?" He says, turning my face towards him. I take a good look at him, his healthy features, a longing look in his eyes, something the old Taehyung never had.

"I-I, He'll be waiting for me" I say my breath catching in my closing throat.

"He?" Taehyung gulps.

"Yeah.. My friend Yoongi" I whisper.

"He's a lucky friend" Taehyung replies as he leans in towards my lips. With force I open the car door, escaping what could have happened, wincing as pain shoots through my bottom up my back.

"Whatever" He says out the open window, speeding off into the early hours of the morning.

I walk slowly up to Yoongi's front door, both scared and glad to be back with someone I've felt safe with for the first time in years.

As I go to turn the doorknob the door pulls open revealing a puffy faced Yoongi, tears rolling down his face. When he looks into my own teary eyes he throws his arms around me, engulfing me in a tight embrace. I sniff into his neck, not able to control the feelings inside of me.

"I'm sorry" I cry into his hot skin, his response being a hushed tone and his hand stroking my matted hair.

"I'm just glad you're back" He sobs, his free hand tightening on my shirt.

"C-come on, let's get you out of the cold" Yoongi continues to sniffle and he pulls me inside the warmth of his home.