Fear Them |Jikook|

Shards of my Heart

Hoseok's POV:

"What are you doing?"
"Hey! Shh!", I whispered.
"Why are you spying on them?", Yoongi asked.
"I'm not..."
"Clearly you are...", he took my hand and pulled me back to our room.
"I wasn't, okay?", I replied while sitting on the bed.
"Then what were you doing?", Yoongi carried a slight smirk.
"I was seeing if they were alright...", I felt my heartbeat speed up.
"I can't believe they were doing it when there are others in the house...", he straightened up his hair.
"I know...", I looked down at the brown carpet.
"Somethings bothering you...what's up?", Yoongi shuffled to face me.
"Nothing...we are in a apocalypse after all...", I mumbled.
Yoongi pulled me against his chest and hugged me, "Well, I'm here."
I smiled softly at his sincere comfort.

Taehyung's POV:

I heard his sinful moans even from several rooms away. I wanted to believe that it was someone else giving into the pleasure, but his high pitch moans made it impossible to.
"I can't do this!", I uncovered my body from the blankets and opened the door. I made it downstairs, trying not to raise anymore suspicion.
"I need to escape this..", my hands shake when grabbing ahold of an axe from the storage closet. I go back down into the basement I was once trapped in, but my body wouldn't move when the pang of guilt and sadness came rushing back. I tightly closed my eyes, not wanting to break down again upon seeing my brother's body. I broke the small glass window with the axe, letting the glass shatter everywhere.
"I'm sorry Jimin...if only you really understood me...", I climbed up on a rubber stool and climbed out the small built in window.

"You don't realize how much you've hurt me..but that's okay, I will come back for you when I've proven to be more than a weakling.."

I scattered across the yard, bending down when approaching the front of the house. I let the axe fall limp in my hands while the tears took over.

Jungkook's POV:

Seeing Jimin have his arms wrapped around me, and his body against mine, almost convinced me that it was all a dream.
"Jimin?"
"Hm?", I ran my finger on his lips.
"Should we get ready?", I sat up and placed my underwear and pants back on.
"Why? It's not like we have places to go", Jimin pulled up the blankets to fully cover his body.
I leaned down to his left ear, "Well, people will come and check up on us."
"Alright..fine", Jimin said while uncovering himself from the blanket.
I handed him his clothes, "I love you Jimin."
"You're something, do you love me that much?", Jimin giggles.
"Of course", I hugged him gently.
"At least let me get fully dressed!", Jimin lightly pushed me away and fixed his hair.
"You might want to shower..", I felt his chest.
"What?"
"You heard me", I smiled while he playfully pushed me.

"Hey! Guys! We might have a problem...", Namjoon came into the room with dark circles developing under his eyes.
"What happened?"
"It's Taehyung...he escaped..somehow", Namjoon said on the verge from tearing up.
"Are you going to cry?", I went down the hallway to his room and saw it empty with his belongings still there.
"He couldn't have gotten far..."
"Should we look for him?", Jungkook walked back into the hall.
"We should...", Namjoon ran into his room.
"Are you guys crazy?!", Yoongi blocked the stairs.
"We have to, he is our friend...", Namjoon came out of the room with weapons.
"Friend? Yeah right", Yoongi unblocked the stairs.
"How could he run away?!", Jimin ran downstairs before anyone could stop him.
"Wait Jimin?!", I followed him into the kitchen.
As I walked into the entrance, I saw Jimin leaning on the counter, crying uncontrollably.
"Jimin?", I patted his back.
"I...I...did this...it's my fault...", he covered his face.
"It's not your fault!", I pulled his body into my embrace.
"We have to find him!", Jimin stopped crying and approached Namjoon.
"May I have one?", Jimin asked kindly.
"A weapon?", Namjoon seemed taken aback, but handed Jimin a gun anyway.
"No Jimin! You don't know how to use it!", I tried to take the gun from his hand, but I received a cold glare.
"I can do this...if it's for Taehyung...", Jimin held the gun and waited for the next move.

"Why must you make me always worry?", I wondered as Namjoon opened the door.
But I can't help that my heart slightly hurts knowing that Jimin truly cares for Taehyung.
"Why must we look for him if he chose to ran away?", I asked Namjoon.
"Because...no one deserves to be out in this chaos!", Jimin answered back.
The grip on my gun tightened at his words.

"Would you go out into the chaos if it was me who ran away?"