Insomniac (taekook)

Part 6

Taehyung POV

"Come on Namjoon don't be so boring!" I whine irritably.

"I'm not being boring Taehyung this stuff is important if I actually want to pass English!"

"Oh come on pleaseeeeee." I pause and sit on the edge of his desk." I'll let you do anything you want with me?" I say biting my lip seductively.

I see him tense and grip his pen a little tighter.

"Taehyung you can't just bribe me with sex every time you want to get you're own way." He says , getting back to work.

I laugh and massage his scalp roughly.

"Well it hasn't failed me yet , now hurry up and get changed or there won't be enough sexy time!"

I get to the front of the club and see Hoseok smoking.
I grab the cigarette from him and take a long drag , my lungs filling up with the sweet release of nicotine.
I hear namjoon tutting behind me , he hates it when I smoke.

"That stuff will be the death of you , you know." He says walking up beside me.

"What are you my mother? It's just on the weekends babe so it doesn't count."
It's only Tuesday but oh well.
He sighs and rolls his eyes.

"Whatever it's your choice , I can't control you."

"Damn right you can't!" I say , leaning up and kissing him deeply.

"Oi enough you two lets go inside I'm ready to dance!" Hoseok says pulling us apart.

"But I don't want to leave yet!" I scream as he drags me out.

"Tae it's 3:50 it will be closing soon anyway , you need to get up early in the morning ,you can't keep doing this Taehyung!"

"Fuck you , fuck school , fuck da police!" I yell , laughing manically like a deranged hyena.

"Taehyung for goodness sake stop doing this , you will be the death of me!" He yells furiously.

He tries his best to keep me from falling.
It's at that point Hoseok comes out.

"Jesus Tae you don't stop do you?" He chuckles.

"This isn't funny Hoseok he needs t-"
He stops and looks behind me.
He tenses up and I can see him gulp.

"Namjoon what's wrong , is everything ok?" Hoseok asks.
He's about to turn around to see what's behind us , when Namjoon lunges in front of me.

His body blocks the knife intended for me.
Blood sprays everywhere , like a decorative fountain , painting the abandoned alleyway a deep shade of red.
Namjoon chokes , that horrible spluttering cough they do in films right before the person collapses.
This is the last sound I ever hear him make before his last bits of energy falter and eventually give up on him.

The unknown assassin runs away quickly , swearing , obviously taking the life of the wrong victim.

I scream , loud and ear piercing , so deafening I feel my ears are about to burst.

I don't stop screaming until the ambulance people inject me with something to calm me down.

It's at that point the light of consciousness starts to dim and my vision turns to black