We were mucking about in the water, having no care in the world, laughing to ourselves and with each other.
Jimin, Jin and Yoongi were on the beach, they didn't want to come in. The rest of us were in the water.
I was playing around with Jungkook, splashing water on him. Hoseok was splashing Namjoon a little while away from us.
I held my breath and went underwater, my eyes closed so the sea water didn't go in. I held my breath for as long as I could, but when I tried to resurface, I couldn't float upwards. There was something stuck on my foot, holding me down.
In a desperate panic, I opened my eyes, seawater stinging them immediately, but I didn't care about that, I couldn't breathe.
I splashed about, tugging at the net on my foot. God knows how it got there. I was starting to give up, accepting defeat, when a black figure flew past me. And first I thought shark, but we weren't that far out into the sea.
Jungkook scrambled at the net, trying to get my foot free. Blackness started to enter my vision. My stomach was full of water, I couldn't breathe. My eyes slowly started to shut as I watched the boy in front of me, fighting to get me free. He cared, that's the last thing I would see. A beautiful, caring boy.
Jungkook's POV:
I could see him giving up hope. I wanted to scream at him, to stay with me, not to leave me. But the water was a barrier that prevented us from uttering a word.
I was a better swimmer than him and I could hold my breath for longer, but I'm not sure if that was a good thing at this point. I needed him to hold on. I tried calling out to him in my head, hoping he could hear me. It wasn't his time to go yet. Not like this.
I looked up to see him drifting there, with his eyes closed. Panic set in and I tugged at the net with all my might, finally getting him free.
I grabbed him and pulled him up with me, up to the surface where there was air he could breathe.
"JUNGKOOK!" Was the first thing I heard when I came up.
The hyungs crowded around us, asking questions of what happened and if we were okay.
Laying Taehyung's lifeless body on the wooden deck, I placed my hands over his heart and started pumping, mentally thanking the medic class I took.
I pinched his nose and put my mouth to his, blowing air in.
"Come on Tae,"
I repeated the process, tears streaming down my face. I can't lose him. I just can't.
Suddenly, the body moved from underneath me and Taehyung sat up, spluttering water from out his mouth.
"Jungkook," He whispered.
"Tae," I pressed my body against his, holding him tightly to me and sobbing into his shoulder.
"I thought I lost you,"
"Hey, it'll take a lot more than a dodgy net and some water for me to die."
I laughed through my tears.
"I'm glad you're okay," Namjoon said.
"Yeah you scared us," Jin added.
"Don't do that to us," Jimin chuckled.
They all slowly parted, reluctant to leave him but wanting to give us some space.
I cupped Taehyung's cheeks, "You are never going in the water again,"
"Protective much?" He laughed.
I kissed his lips, "I didn't even get to say I love you, I was worried you didn't-"
"I know. Don't worry, I know," He smiled.
"And guess what?"
"What?"
His lips met mine, "I love you too,"
"This doesn't give you permission to die."
He laughed, "I'm not planning on doing that anytime soon."
