fear｜ kth

『one;』

4:52AM;
taehyung opened his eyes; he was laying on the ground and namjoon was kneeling next to him.

"hey, are you feeling better?", he asked him.

"i, i guess so", taehyung replied.

he looked around; it was almost day again and he wondered for how long he had been asleep.

"you just fell down without any hint for a reason, did you eat something poisonous yesterday or drink enough?", he got asked.
"i drank coffee?", he replied a bit sleepily.
"only coffee?!, man, i know gas station food tastes weird but you need to eat something", namjoon looked concerned, he got up and walked to one of the giant fridges,

"fish or chicken?", he asked.

"chicken, please", taehyung replied, now wanting to get up.

namjoon put a chicken sandwich in his hand, and taehyung opened the plastic and got it out. if he would've been honest, he was pretty much disgusted with gas station food.
he put the sandwich to his mouth and took a bite, surprised that it wasn't that disgusting actually, to be exact, it was pretty tasty.

if he would have been awake for longer, he wouldn't have eaten the sandwich, he was too paranoid, he would think that for some reason namjoon would poison him, but after just four minutes awake, he couldn't think that far yet.
taehyung was a bit worried that it would give him some kind of worm infection, maybe it were just too many cartoons.
taehyung ate while staring at the ground, which namjoon did too.

"you're feeling better?", he asked him suddenly. taehyung just nodded in response.
"you should probably see a doctor, I mean maybe you didn't get unconscious because you didn't eat much, maybe you got unconscious because there's something with your health."

"no no, I'm good."

"you should go now, my co-worker should come in about five minutes, so he is here for the rest of the day and i can go home, he will probably tell my boss that i gave food away for free and my boss will fire me and i really need this job."

"okay, i should really go now, my father will probably be mad at me because i ignored his calls", namjoon couldn't help but laugh a little.

"farewell my friend", he said, wiping imaginary tears from his left eye.

"goodbye, may our paths meet again soon", taehyung responded clutching his heart and faking a pained expression.

namjoon shook his head and taehyung walked out of the door, the air was even colder; now that it was early morning, he was happy about the freshness, though.

5:18AM;
He walked around searching for a bus station; he found one soon, luckily one stop was near his home. He still needed to wait for about forty minutes since the busses started at 6AM.
taehyung looked around and saw a girl walking in circles, visibly upset.
he was watching her for another 3 minutes, looking at her clothing; she was wearing a gray sweater and black skinny jeans, he then chose to look at the situation closely, and walk to her.

he touched her shoulder, she immediately glanced at him, with a shocked expression.

"Excuse me, are you feeling okay?", he asked, looking at her directly;
she had long black wavy hair, dark eyes, very pigmented lips, a few light freckles and slightly pale skin.
she was rather short and pretty skinny; she wasn't incredibly pretty but she certainly wasn't ugly either.

"yeah yeah, I'm okay, I'm okay", she stated, not being able to focus.

"are you sure? you look pretty upset", he wanted to be sure that she really was okay, he didn't want her to be struggling with the same struggles he had.

"yeah it's just, nevermind", she said, tiredly observing his facial features.
"it's just the, the situation I'm currently in; i'm sure it will fade soon", she stared at the ground, now in a defending pose.

"if I can't help you, then that's okay, good luck, goodbye", taehyung said, leaving to go to the bus station again.
he knew she hid something, he could feel it. he really really hoped that she was okay. he really did.

because he himself, wasn't either.

『CHAPTER ONE; GASOLINE』