A dark, haunting sky loomed over Hoseoks head. He was standing in the middle of a vast wheat field. He looked around in confusion, not knowing where he was or how he got there. Everything around him lacked color. The plants, the sky, even himself. Everything was desaturated, whitewashed. He took in his strange surroundings, a small bit of anxiety creeping up his stomach, whispering terrifying thoughts. Suddenly, he felt a drop of liquid land on his face, upturned to the eerie sky. His hand travelled up to wipe it away, not thinking much of it, but when he looked down, he saw the stain of deep red blood covering his hand. Around him, drops of blood fell from the sky. Terror flooded into Hoseok, his heart pounding so hard in his chest he thought he was going to explode. He quickly turned his gaze to the ground, avoiding the touch of the blood to his face. His breaths quickened, anxiety catching up to him, meeting him at every corner. He didn't know why or where, but his legs broke into a run. Dashing through the tall wheat plants dripping with crimson streams, he ran, paying no attention to the world around him. He ran and ran, his legs carrying him further than he'd ever thought possible, but as his pace quickened, so did the rain. Or whatever it was. The drops were coming down hard, landing on his back, splattering his dark green sweatshirt with stains of deep red. He closed his eyes, attempting to escape his pressing anxiety, but only finding himself further enveloped inside of them. His hands shot to his head, aching with agony. He clenched his teeth, the pain overpowering him. His legs began to lose feeling, and he felt himself fall, though it seemed his pain was too busy in his head to be elsewhere. A piercing ring entered his ears, worsening the seemingly endless anguish burning his head. He cried out, tears streaming down his face nonstop, for anyone, anyone to help stop the pain. Anyone to be there for him. Anyone to take the suffering away, to be with him. Nobody came. He laid on the bloodstained ground, writhing in pain, lonely, crying for help. His voice was straining, yet he still couldn't hear his own screams through the oncoming torment seizing his head. He curled his legs up to his chest, laying in the open field, dripping with blood, and he couldn't stop it. There was nothing he could do but...
Hoseok started awake, bolting upwards. His heart still pounded heavily and his forehead was drenched in sweat, so much so that his hair stuck to it. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, attempting to forget his reoccurring nightmare. Every night, it was the same writhing pain. The same crippling ending. He had been having these nightmares for months and they wouldn't go away. He never told anyone of them, so he always suffered silently. He had always wondered if he told someone about the dreams if they would end. But who was there to tell? His father? Definitely not. He would keep his mind's creation private for now.
He readied himself for another tedious day of "work". Today, he would be running errands for his father. He was sO excited he could barely contain himself. He put on an oversized tee and large white sweatpants. Why should he try today? He'd probably be going out to fast food restaurants and grocery stores. He sighed and ruffled his sweat-drenched hair, attempting to make it a little less curly. He straightened it yesterday for once, trying a new style, but today he didn't care. Nobody would care what he looked like. He heard his phone go off from his bed stand and walked across his vast room. When he picked it up, he read the message;
Father
First order of business, breakfast. Get Hardee's breakfast sandwiches.
He sighed at reading the tedious message, slipping his gucci slippers over his bare feet. They would be cold, but he didn't care. He slipped his phone in the back pocket of his sweats and then exited his room, wandering his large house to find the garage. He took the keys to his car off the desk but the door as he went by it and then left for Hardee's.
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It was still early in the morning. Taehyung had gotten virtually no sleep before he had to drag his ass to work. He had covered his hand with actual bandages and put a pressuring wrap around his knee after cleansing it. Both the injuries still hurt, but he ignored the pain and trekked to work. When he got there, Jimin greeted him just like he did every morning but this time asked how he was doing. Taehyung simply said he was doing fine and smiled at the boy.
Today was especially slow. Nobody had come in early for breakfast, save a few give or take. So little people came that Taehyung and Jimin has begun playing truth or dare.
"Alright Jimin, truth or dare?" Taehyung asked, leaning his head on one hand against the counter. Jimin stopped and thought carefully about his answer.
"Truth." He has chosen the safe way. Taehyung considered many questions he could ask his co-worker.
"What's your secret talent?" Taehyung had so many better things to ask, but he didn't want to scare Jimin. Jimin sat up in his chair he had pulled up to the register and dug deep in his brain to find anything he could say.
"I can dance?" Jimin stayed unsurely. Taehyung smiled. He knew what his next dare would be. Taehyung nodded and pointed at Jimin.
"Your turn," He said checking to make sure no one had entered the restaurant. Nobody had. Jimin smirked and looked Taehyung directly in the eye.
"Truth or dare?" He asked dramatically. Taehyung had always chosen date and didn't want to ruin his streak.
"Dare," Taehyung immediately spat. Jimin smirk spread across his face as he put his fingers against each other in a tent at his chin. He did a fake maniacal laugh and Taehyung regretted his decision right then and there. After he had finished his spaz, he made direct eye contact with Taehyung, who was now terrified.
"I dare you," he began. Taehyung saw a spark in Jimin's eyes which he had never seen before. It was pure mischief. "To ask out the next person who walks in here."
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