Be With Me >Vkook<

Cant Comfort You

The next day, Taehyung came to visit Jungkook earlier in the morning. He sat through Jungkooks math lesson with him and was absolutely amazed with how smart this boy really was. Someone who would've been a senior in high school was taking college level calculus, and he was good at it too.

Jungkook began to really enjoy Taehyungs visits. He was the first person in his life that he could remember that genuinely cared for him. He didn't talk to him like a child. He didn't treat him like he had some sort of disease. Taehyung treated him like a person. It's was strange, actually. You live your whole life in a world where all people do is keep you alive for money, and then suddenly, someone comes into your life with real intentions of helping you and caring about you. It was something Jungkook had never experienced, but was willing to accept.

Once Taehyung left, Jungkooks normal schedule proceeded. After lunch, he was given the pills filled with chemicals and toxins that, according to Taehyung, were weakening his immune system. Jungkook didn't really know what that meant, but it didn't sound like something he shouldn't be worried about.

He fell asleep soon after the people in white left his room. The drugs pulsing through his body, once again caused a vibrant dream. This one taking place in an empty white room. Not the kind that Jungkook lived though, this room had shiny marble floors and spotless white walls. There were no doors or windows, just 4 walls, a floor, and a ceiling.

In the middle of that room stood Jungkook and Taehyung, both dressed in Jungkooks everyday clothing. The two stood facing eachother. There was an emphasized contrast between Taehyung tan skin, and Jungkooks pale.

Taehyung looked at Jungkook with a look of sympathy. The younger had never seen this expression on his face before. It's was as intriguing as it was terrifying.

Taehyung reached out to Jungkook and began to unbutton his shirt, one button at a time. Jungkooks body was frozen as the top was slipped off his body, exposing his incredibly pale torso. It fell to the floor around his feet.

For a moment they stood there, eyes locked on eachother. Taehyungs pupils were dilated to the point were they were small black dots over a golden brown.

Taehyung then reached out his hand to Jungkook and extended his first finger to his chest where it rested a few seconds before pushing into the flesh. Jungkook looked down to watch Taehyungs finger penetrate the skin and go third knuckle deep into the place where his heart should be.

There was no pain felt by the black haired boy. Just the uncomfortable feeling of Taehyungs finger buried into his chest.

Slowly, Taehyung removed his finger. Just like in the dream from yesterday, Jungkooks blood wasn't blood, but liquid that held a beautiful display of many pigmented colors. It was spread on Taehyungs finger and began dripping down Jungkooks chest.

Jungkook watched as the colors flowed over his skin. Then, he looked at Taehyungs finger, marbled with fluorescents and pastels.

In almost slow motion, a single drop fell off the tip of Taehyungs forefinger and fell to the floor. Jungkook kept his eyes fixed on the spot as it was somehow absorbed by the ground, disappearing for a split second before a gigantic burst of color erupted over the cold floor in swirls and organic shapes that slowly spread out, filling the entire floor before creeping up the walls.

Jungkook looked all over the room, there were too many things to see at this point that his eyes couldn't focus on one thing. He was constantly turning around as he focused his attention to something different every second.

"Taehyung!" He squeaked happily, an eminent smile on his face that hadn't been present in a long time.

He turned back to Taehyung who had his eyes locked on the younger boy. Taehyung reached out his hand again placed his palm over the empty hole in Jungkooks chest, where a liquid rainbow continued to pour out.

The two had their eyes locked on eachother, Jungkook, still smiling, while Taehyung was more emotionless, like their personalities had switched. Jungkook waiting for the brunette to say something. But they stood there for a long time without a single word spoken.

Eventually, Taehyung expression began to change. He suddenly looked sad. He dipped his head as his shoulders shuddered. Jungkook could see tears fall from under his bangs. His hand moved from the spot on Jungkook's chest, smearing the perfect straight line of color that fell down his torso.

"Taehyung?" He questioned with worry in his voice.

Color continued to spread until it creeped its way up the boys' legs.

Taehyung was sobbing as his white clothes changed to colored. Jungkook couldn't move. He wished to comfort Taehyung like Taehyung had comforted him, but when he tried to reach out his own hand, he was frozen.

"Taehyung!"

Jungkook sat up in bed, staring at the white plush wall in front of him. He felt a drop of sweat roll down the side of his face. He was breathing heavily under the covers.

"Well, goodmorning," said a voice on the other side of the room.

Jungkook turned his head to see Taehyung sitting on the couch with a new notebook in his lap.

In a split second, Jungkook bolted out of his bed and ran to Taehyung, practically tackling him on that white couch to embrace him. He couldn't do it in his dream, but he could do it now. Even though nothing was wrong, Jungkook hugged the older tightly around his neck.

"What's the matter with you?" Taehyung laughed, wrapping a large arm around Jungkooks middle, "did you really miss me that much?"

"You were crying," Jungkook said quietly. He buried his face into Taehyungs shoulder.

"What?"

"I had a dream that you were crying. I wanted to make you feel better."

Taehyung peeled Jungkook off of him, helping him to sit beside him on the couch, rather than on his lap.

"Jungkook, you've been asleep a really long time," Taehyung said, wanting to change the subject, "they gave you a stronger dose of one of those medicines and it made you sleep through dinner and the whole night."

"But Taehyung!" Jungkook whined, "my dream!"

The brunette sighed and put a hand on Jungkook's head, gently combing his fingers through his hair.

"It was just a dream, Jungkook. I'm okay, see?"

Taehyung flashed a big square smile at Jungkook, making the latter giggle.

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Aye this took forever to write.

I hope you like it though.

K bye