He opens his eyes to see a darkened room. He almost thinks he hears static, from his headphones or the television he possibly left on a few hours ago. He fishes his phone out from beneath the pale blue sheets and his left side. It is warm in his hands, bordering on hot, from being covered for so long.
The dimmed screen still stings his eyes as he clicks it to life, his default light writing wallpaper and it's neon colors not helping in the least. He'd have to change that soon, but the phone was new and the task had slipped his mind.
The white lettering read a time of a quarter past eight in the morning. He is puzzled. Normally, light blinded him awake by now but it was dim and grayish. The static lessened and he took a glance to his window. Outside, the world was blurry and water-stained. The trees became a spattering of forest green paint and the ground was muddied and puddled. The buildings appeared to sag even more so. The town had become a sad, earthy painting, all its hues mixing into a somber olive brown and beige color palette.
He threw his legs over the edge of the bed and exhaled, "Nice day, my ass."
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The trees are looming, thick enough at their crowns to block the sun's path to the low sitting bushes and patches of wild flowers. He hasn't stepped a foot into the wooded area, but it already feels ten degrees cooler. The ground is puddled and mushy beneath his sneakers, so he treads carefully across the sort of clearing.
The building he was told about looks less like a warehouse, and more like a standard building. It's not to grand in size and it's foggy windows look sealed shut with the way the wood frames have swollen with moisture. It's stone walls are green with life, ivy and moss creeping towards the roof and insects scurry into the cracks as he walks closer. He has a curiosity that makes him want to go inside, but from here he can see the molded floorboards have started to fall away at the center.
He takes a swipe at the glass of the window and grimaces as he pulls away and a thick layer of gray-green grime glistens in the sunlight. He wipes his finger on his pants and looks around. The entire area is surrounded by woods, he can see old, dilapidated houses the size of shacks beyond the edge of the trees and thinks maybe he could go exploring someday. With Taehyung, of course, he isn't so crazy that he'd rummage around this place without the kid.
He waits around for almost ten minutes, ears plugged with his headphones and mindlessly picking at his nails. Yoongi already is not a particularly patient person, but he's sweating because of the humidity and his expensive shoes are caked with mud. He contemplates just going home.
Soon enough, he tires of waiting around and is a little annoyed with Taehyung for not showing. He'd said Yoongi was welcome, but it sure didn't feel like it. He should have been there by now.
He's about to leave, but there's a feeling pulling at the edge of his consciousness, one telling him to turn around and not just wait, but to enter the woods completely alone. He's walking further away from the darkness of the forest, the feeling grows stronger with every step, like the mud and weeds are actually grabbing tight to the soles of his shoes.
He cautiously throws a glance over his shoulder, face twisted in uncertainty. His gut feeling never led him wrong, he was an intuitive man, but this time was different.
Yoongi was every bit Taehyung's description of him. He was a skinny, pale, recluse from the city. His experience with nature was limited to that time he fell into a decorative plant in a hotel lobby because he hadn't been aware of his surroundings. He was the kid who opted to stay inside and nap rather than catch grasshoppers in the school field with the other primary school boys. Who was he to venture into a wooded area, unguided and most certainly afraid?
He looked towards the town, saw people crossing roads with no cars in the distance, then back into the mass of trees and plants.
Taehyung had better be in there.
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sorry I haven't updated in the longest
anyway, have some cute pics of my dog (Ilove him sm, y'all don't understand)
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