Our Lost Minds [Taekook] ✓

[Part 16]

I woke up to the sight of the sickly familiar low white ceiling with pretty floral lamps and couldn't believe I wasn't dreaming, so went back to sleep.

All that to just wake up in the same place once again.

"No, no, it can't be," I muttered to myself as I pinched my thigh. I winced at the light pain that rushed through my leg and felt a cold sweat form on my body as I realized that everything was real. A sudden rush of déjà vu flushed through me. I was here, in the basement again. "Was he real? Was Jungkook real?" a question left my dry lips.

I heard the lock click and my eyes immediately shot up.

"I am more than real," the male cheekily answered my rhetorical question and entered the room. As he placed his steps towards me, I stared at him with both fear and admiration. I just couldn't not admire the he looked, how perfect he was in every single way even after all these years. But at the same time I was scared of possibly not being able to see the daylight ever again, not being able to... with his steps coming closer, I lost the track of my mind and held in my breath. "And I am not going to let you go ever again," he added as he sat down besides me and streched his hand towards me, which made me flinch back.

"I-I have family now, I can't..."

"Nonsense, hyung," he strictly cut me off. "Your wife left you and I am sure your daughter is not yours. That slut cheated on you as soon as she got the chance, so... Oh, I guess what I am trying to say is that your only family is me, Tae."

I sent him a soft glare and clenched the hem of the blanket.

"Please let me out, even if my wife is leaving me, I don't want to leave my life just like that," I said, contradicting the thoughts that formed in my mind. Oh, how I liked them, but the last grain of common sense stopped me from accepting them as my own.

"Yesterday you begged me to lock you up," that cheeky and arrogant voice tone came back to his words.

"I was drunk! I was drunk, Jungkook! Why would you even listen to the words of a drunk person? I thought you were an illusion, something my mind made up to cope with that situation," I explained to him, not being sure if I should panic or be relieved. My mind was a running chaos and I couldn't decide on how to act.

"But like I said, I am real. As much as you staying here is," Jungkook explained in a softer voice tone now, his hand touching mine to prove that he, in fact, was real, just like everything else around me.

"You can't..." I still tried to persuade him and myself that this wasn't right. However, it didn't sound very convincing.

"I did it once, who will stop me from doing it twice, huh?" Jungkook said in a low, dark voice tone, that was barely audible, but it took about a second for it to change into a sorrowful, hurt sound. "After you run away, I wanted to end myself, but the thought of you coming back kept me going. I just knew that one day someone will hurt you enough for you to crawl back to me. It wasn't exactly the case, but now I know that you still want me, you need me..."

"I don't," I cut him off in the middle of the sentence, trying to sound as intact to him as I could. Meaning, it came out shaky and weak.

"Yeah, you can just keep telling that to yourself," he smirked slightly, a mischievous smile creeping up his face.

"Listen, Jungkook! This is absurd! I tolerated it once, I won't do it twice!" I kept up my act, even if by then it was already kind of useless. It wasn't my choice to make whether I'll stay or go anyway and all my rational thoughts were almost gone, just a weak urge to fight back left.

"Tolerated? If you hated the place so much, you wouldn't have asked me to lock you up again in the first place," Jungkook cheekily scoffed, his face and body leaning to my side.

"Just listen to yourself! You're completely nuts!" I raged and grabbed onto his collar out of the silly anger, kind of thinking that maybe this might somehow intimidate him.

"I told you, you are the reason I lost my mind," he replied and I quickly realized that whatever I intended to do by grabing his collar, was a wrong choice, because he only closed the gap between us by leaving a soft peck on my lips. He backed down after it, but by that time something in me had already snapped and in just seconds I was gripping onto his white shirt on the chest area and attacking his lips like there was no tomorrow. It was wrong, it was strange, but I wasn't in control of my own body anymore. It refused every rational thought and was focusing on what's in front of me.

"You're totally disagreeing with whatever you had just said," Jungkook breathed out heavily into my lips, but I didn't seem to care as I was digging into his body like into a full course meal.

"W-will you," I stuttered because of my uneven breath."Will you deal with all the things again? Can you just make me disappear like last time?"

"I sell people for a living, of course I know how to erase every track of human being," he reminded me about his job, slightly throwing me back. Just slightly, though.

"Nevermind then," I said as I started unbuttoning Jungkook's shirt. "To hell with common sense. You say I am the reason you lost your mind? You're doing quite well seeing that I am forcefully locked up in your basement and am still about to beg you to fuck me."

Jungkook widened his eyes and grabed my wrists, stopping my hands just before undoing the zip of his pants.

"Taehyung..." he started, but I cut him off again, my eyes sliding up from his crotch to his eyes.

"What? I am hanging onto the last straw of my sanity right now," I warn him strictly. "If you will do what I ask, I will be yours forever. I'll never bring going back ever again. And if you don't... I'll just hate you. Also, forever."

I could sense so much doubt in him at that moment. It was like a battle of morals in his head. He knew he wanted me, but he was too afraid to break me. Me hating him wasn't an option in his book either, because he has been there before and he lost his mind because of it.

Finally, Jungkook's grip around my wrists loosened and he slowly brushed through my arm, up to my cheek.

"It's only fair that we both lose our minds, right? Both sanity and happiness are impossible to have anyway."

A small chuckle escaped my mouth.

He was right. Both sanity and happiness were not posible for us to have, so we chose the latter.