Yandere ➸ Vhope

~28~

Taehyung smiled at the unknown boy. Something about him seemed awfully familiar. He looked down at his hand and saw that the guy had the same exact ring as him. "Weird" he thought. He was about to open his mouth to say something but then shrugged it off. Taehyung rested his head on Namjoon's shoulder and dozed off.

|Hoseok|

I think I've officially lost my mind.

I'm definitely not sitting right next to Taehyung. He's dead isn't he? That must mean that I'm either hallucinating or I'm dead as well. I reached over and poked his arm. It wasn't cold. Can ghosts feel other ghosts? What the heck.

Did I really run away for nothing?

Was Tae alive this whole time?

Did he even miss me?

I peeked over at his face and saw that it was indeed him. And he still had the ring on. He must've been taking care of it because it's in such good condition. Oh god, I don't know how to react to this. The love of my life who was 'dead' is actually alive.

Am I dreaming?

I felt a tear fall from my eye but I quickly wiped it away. Sadly, it was replaced with another. I took off my mask since it was now wet with tears and put it into my pocket. "Tae I'm sorry..." I began weeping into my hands.

Taehyung starting mumbling things in his sleep. "What's wrong, sir?" He asked as he slowly opened his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and sat up straight. "Why are you crying?" He moved my hands from my face. "We can talk about-...Hoseok?"

Taehyung stared at me blankly.

"H-H-Hobi? It's you! It's really you!" He exclaimed. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. "What happened? Why did you leave me?" He asked sadly.

"I-I thought Nari killed you. I was sure of it. You were cold and you weren't breathing or anything. Everyone would hate me if I let something bad happen to you" I told him. He shook his head and grabbed my hand.

"You know that's not true. We could never hate you. And it wouldn't have been your fault. It's Nari's. You understand that right?" He asked shyly. Without letting me answer, Taehyung left a soft, chaste kiss on my lips. I quickly kissed him back and turned my head. "We can't do this right now" I told him with a frown.

"Why not?"

"Well, I moved with my aunt who lives in New York and she's very homophobic. If she knew that I was in a relationship with a guy she would freak out. I'm sure of it."

"Oh." Taehyung looked down at his feet. "But she doesn't have to find out. And you can come back with us to Korea. How's that sound?" He asked; his eyes filled with hope. I shook my head. "Its not that easy. I'm starting school there in fall" "But you don't speak english" he said. I gasped dramatically. "Do you really think that I haven't been studying? It's been a year you know. I've had plenty of free time."

Taehyung poked out his bottom lip. "But I want you to come back. It's already been too long since we've seen each other. Did you not miss me?" He whined. I rolled my eyes and grabbed his hand. "Baby, I cried every single night without you. I was drowning in my own guilt because I thought I lost you. Losing someone you love is the worst feeling ever. And then losing them because of you feels even worse."