Opening his eyes slowly, he glanced around him and found himself in the garden again. He was seated on a swing in towards the far end of the garden, opposite of the mansion he had seen the last time he was here. He couldn't remember hardly anything. His gaze lifted from the flowering bushes and neatly trimmed trees to the ropes that held his swing up. He placed a hand on the rough rope, feeling the fraying material scratching at his soft skin. He looked down at his clothes, his hand holding onto the rope firmly while he peered at his attire. Dark brown pants, a white under shirt with a brown coat. Something caught his eye on the white shirt, making him gasp as he poked at the crimson splotches. Blood? But from where? Standing from the swing, he continued to stare at the blood. A voice caught his attention in the distance, though he couldn't see anyone. It was coming from the direction of the mansion, beckoning him to come.
"Taehyung-ssi~ quick, quick! Come in!" the voice called to him. It was a man's voice, though he couldn't place who it was. He didn't speak, but simply walked towards the towering building. It was beautiful, such a pleasing sight to the eyes. Off in the distance, he could see a figure waving to him before turning and walking inside with a beckoning arm wave over his shoulder so Tae would follow him. He disappeared inside the large, dark brown wooden doors. The inside of the mansion was odd, large, open and beautiful, yet gloomy at the same time. It gave the boy shivers, making him feel slightly uneasy. He heard the man's voice again, this time it was closer. He looked up, seeing the figure on the second level just near the top of some beautiful, dark brown and highly polished oak stairs. "Come, come! You'll be late!" Late? For what?
He continued to follow, until the man led him into a large, white room. Everything was white. The bed, the table, the walls. The floor was a polished marble, and even the lights were white. It was beautiful, so bright and intriguing. He stepped in, turning to face the door when he heard it slam shut. Fear rose up in his chest momentarily before he calmed, surprisingly. The door wasn't locked, so he felt somewhat safe knowing that he could leave if he wanted to. After a while, a familiar voice rang in his ears, causing a warm feeling to rise in his chest as he turned to see a well dressed Jungkook standing in the doorway. He was wearing a black and white suit, much like his brown one. Jungkook was speaking to him, yet he couldn't understand half of what he was saying. It was like trying to speak underwater. He sounded.. distant and muffled. Taehyung knitted his brows together in confusion, before looking to the boy in surprise as he neared the bed and stared him directly in the eyes.
Before he knew it, Taehyung had placed his hand on the back of Jungkook's neck and crashed his lips onto the younger's. It was an automatic reaction, he couldn't control himself. It was a soft, gentle kiss. Jungkook pressed his lips against the older's in a slow and sweet motion, treating him like he was fragile and made of glass. The kiss didn't last long, and when Taehyung opened his eyes to see Jungkook, he was gone. It was like he was never there. Tae pressed a shaky hand to his lips, feeling them carefully. They were slightly swollen, and he could still taste the sweet kiss from the younger. It was so strange, and made his head hurt ever so slightly. Where had he gone? Was it all just a mirage? He fell back on his bed, being engulfed in the soft blankets as he closed his eyes and drifted off.
---------- In the Hospital . . . ----------
Seokjin entered Jungkook's room slowly, wiping his tear stained face as he neared the younger's bedside. Jungkook sat up, his expression worried. "Hyung? What happened.." he asked cautiously. The older stared at him with a teary expression for a few moments before he spoke. "Taehyung.. he tried to-" he paused, choking on his words. "He tried to kill himself." After hearing those words, he was immediately on his feet and rushing out of the room. He entered Taehyung's room, which was now empty except for the girl in the bathroom who appeared to be cleaning something. Blood. There was blood all over the floor of the bathtub, and some on the rug beside it. His heart sank, seeing the sight. It was Taehyung's blood.
Highly panicked, he turned around to see a doctor to come in and collect some paperwork. "Excuse me?" he spoke up, his voice wavering. "Where is he?" He asked, his voice cracking slightly. "I know what happened. Where is he?"
The doctor sighed, nodding slowly. "He was taken off for surgery. He inflicted deep cuts on his wrists and is suffering high amounts of blood loss." Jungkook shivered at those words, his jaw clenching from the stress.
"Can I see him?"
"Not yet. I can notify you when he's back from his surgery, if you'd like?"
"Please.." he whispered, bowing slightly to the man.
He returned to his room after that, pacing anxiously as he waited for the news to reach him that Taehyung was okay and back in his room.
Three hours later . . .
The doctor came in to Jungkook's room and he immediately stood up. Seokjin, Yoongi, and Hoseok had come to comfort him while he waited. Though, his nonstop pacing was beginning to make them all dizzy until Yoongi finally convinced him to sit for a while. Before the doctor could say a word, Jungkook was already rushing to Taehyung's room. He entered, the door swinging open fully as he stared at the boy who lay unconscious on the bed. His arms were wrapped from his palm up to mid forearm on both sides and it broke the younger's heart to see him that way.
He spoke up, his voice shaking from the stress. "Taehyung hyung.. mianhae. I should've been here for you. I tried. I came back.. I came here."
"Jebal, don't leave me. You can't leave me.." he whispered, walking slowly to the bedside.
He looked so peaceful, so calm. His lips were plump, and his hair was still somewhat plastered to his forehead. Leaning closer to his hyung, he placed a gentle kiss on his hair and was straightening back up before he was slightly startled when he felt a hand placed on the back of his neck, guiding him back down to his lips. He was still asleep, from what Jungkook could tell. But he was compelled to obey what the older was doing to him. He placed his lips against the older's softly, gently kissing him as his body shivered from the sweet touch. It gave him a tingling sensation throughout his entire body, one unlike anything he had ever felt before. He didn't want to leave the comfort he had just found, but he knew he had to. Carefully, he placed one last kiss on his hyung's soft lips before he moved his hand back to his side and stood up. He backed away slowly, still trying to process what he had just done.
Retreating to his room, his face was flushed and hot. He couldn't believe it- he couldn't believe himself. The others bombarded him with questions, but he was too shaken to answer. They eventually decided to leave him be, going to see Taehyung for themselves and leaving Jungkook alone with his thoughts.
A/N:
THIS IS THE LONGEST CHAPTER SO FAR I HOPE YOU LIKE IT~ <3
The ideas in this chapter were inspired by Siennu coUghs, go read her books
