WINGS || Taehyung

#28 - Possessing Danger

Yoongi's voice became a faint echo as he kept talking, unaware of you blanking out. You simply stared at him, and watched his lips move, producing incoherent words and sentences which obviously Jin and the rest were making sense of, but not you. At one point you'd let your head tilt to one side, still not understanding a word that left his lips.

'Y/N!' Jin's voice snapped you out of the depth of your fear, as you looked up at him. He had on his face a worried look as he took in your features. Yoongi placed a hand above Jin's on your shoulder that had been there since a while, and you'd noticed only now. You frowned at him. That warmth that had been churning inside you turned to a heat that was burning your insides now. You felt yourself sweating profusely, but for some reason, nobody else noticed that.

'Come with me, Y/N.' He said, and his hand trailed down your arm before resting by your fingers, intertwining them with his own and pulling you away from Jin's worried gaze and towards the set of stairs. You blatantly watched your inter wined hands and wondered why Yoongi wasn't feeling the heat.

Still, you followed him quietly, not bothering to ask him where he was taking you as you mirrored his movements and climbed the steps to the next floor. He had to tug at your hand a few times when your own body would get unresponsive. You bumped into him when he stopped, his other free hand at the knob of a door you hadn't seen before. Wasn't this the room that was kept at demarcation?

That's when you miraculously remembered exactly what he had told you the first night you had come here, 'The room upstairs is my study and I must strictly restrain you from entering it.' Then why was he bringing you here?

The door opened and he pulled you in before closing the door behind you and leading you towards a desk in the room.

'Sit.' He pointed briefly to the chair that stood in front of the desk, before making his way to the chair opposite you. He waited for you to sit down, before he did so himself. He watched you, and you watched him back. Then you looked down at your lap where your fingers were slipping from the crossed grip you had your fingers in. Your palms were like a reservoir for the sweat that had increased along with the heat inside you. Your eyes were watering.

You sat on the chair, unmoving, completely incredulous to your environment, as Yoongi kept his eyes on you. He waited for you to look up from your lap, where you kept your hands together from shaking too much, and your tears are bay. When you finally did look at him, he instantly opened his mouth but closed it. He noticed something in your eyes which he hadn't seen before. But just as he had seen it flicker, it went, making him frown slightly. He figured it was just the trick of the lights.

'Y/N, look,' He began with a sigh, 'what I'm going to tell you is of utmost importance. Okay?' He said, and you nodded quietly. Why were you nodding? What was Yoongi saying? You couldn't hear a thing over the heat that was now roaring in your ears.

'Taehyung...He- he was with Hijin. And I don't mean it as some friendly meeting. I mean that Hijin had Taehyung under his custody. Somehow, Hijin...he managed to cut one of Taehyung's wings off.' He cringed internally as he spoke, while you stared at him, your face unchanged. Yoongi just flinched, and you wanted to know why. But you couldn't even bring yourself to lift a finger. There was pain in the male's eyes, but you had no idea what he worried about. Taehyung was dying, and that was all you knew. You were screaming, but he couldn't hear you.

Yoongi noticed the lack of variation in your features, and if he was not wrong, he was sure you would've either yelled, or at least run back downstairs to Taehyung. But you did neither. It was worrying him even further.

'Y/N, are you listening to me?' He asked, his hands reaching out to touch your shoulder over the desk. But you jerked away, a small frown on your face. Then your face neutralized before you nodded again, but he didn't believe you this time. It was his turn to frown.