The Lie You Keep

On The Run

"Rise and shine sleepyhead!"

There was a sound of curtains being pushed to the side, and Jimin squinted to block the sunlight pouring down his face.

He lifted the blanket higher, but that too was ripped from his body, making him turn away from the window.

"Come on I've already prepared breakfast!"

His shoulder was grabbed and shaken, but Jimin swatted the hand away.

"Let me sleep," he mumbles. "Five minutes eomma."

"Five minutes?" Taehyung repeats with a scoff. "That's what they all say."

Jimin merely grunted and picked up the blanket, draping it over his body.

Again Taehyung took hold of it and threw it far away from the other.

"I'm not leaving till you're awake."

"Then watch me sleep."

Taehyung bit his lip and pushed unholy thoughts aside before tugging on the accountant's arm.

"Ahhh Tae stop," he all but groans.

"Then get up! I've made eggs!"

"What's that got to do with anything?" His tone was laced with annoyance.

"I thought it was enticing enough to make you get up."

Jimin blearily thought about it, mind still a muddle of a mess before agreeing.

"Fine fine I'll get up."

Taehyung beams at the sloppy yet positive response.

"Alright then I'll be waiting."

He leaves the living area since Jimin has fallen asleep on the couch, the night before chilly.

After eating breakfast, Jimin asks "So when will we be leaving?"

Taehyung stopped washing the dishes for a while. He slowly turns to meet the accountant's expectant gaze.

"Uhh about that..." he starts off. "Can't we wait until after tomorrow?"

"But I'm gonna miss work!" Jimin explains. "I can't abuse my boss's kindness since he gave me the day-off yesterday. It's already Thursday and I still have to-"

"Yes I understand but I afraid Mother Nature's not too kind today."

They both look out the window to see graying skies, and Jimin's mood copies the color.

Taehyung looks at him sympathetically, though internally he was happy since that would mean another extension on Jimin's life before he had to go do some action again.

These cuts and bruises won't heal themselves, and he knew it would only be a matter of time before new ones were added to the pile.

"Tae?" He turns in curiosity. "Why do your arms have scratches all over? Have you been self-harming?"

Taehyung smiles a little. He appreciates the concern.

"No Jimin I'm not," he assures. "I'm just a clumsy person, and I get all these without meaning to."

Jimin's eyes narrow in suspicion, before going over to inspect closely by grabbing an arm.

"Then what are these?"

"Like I said, I fell over."

He snatched his arm back before sinking it again in the bubbly substance. He's sticking to his excuse. Jimin doesn't need to know it's from other things. But mostly all were the cause of his clumsiness.