Please

<Saftey Line>

Taehyung walked around Jungkooks apartment searching for the other male, he had wakened to find that nobody was there. He woke up on the couch he remembers falling asleep on with Jimin, but Jimin wasn't there.

The whole apartment seemed quiet, like a mute button had been pressed. It was eerie, slightly darker than before. The walls were a darker shade of white and the floor seemed slightly dirtier. A gust of cold air washed through the apartment causing shivers racked through the male's body.

As he looked around and noticed that one of the windows was opened. He thought that maybe Jungkook or Jimin had opened it whilst he was sleeping.

"Jungkook? Jimin?" He called out, nervousness seemed to slowly seep through his veins. Where were they? He was scared, what if they had left him?

The walls seemed as though they were closing in on him, his breathing picked up. With fear taking over his body, he couldn't stop himself from wandering through the small building. His mind wasn't working, he just wanders calling out to Jungkook every time he entered a room, in hopes of finding his friend.

"Kookie, where are you? Please, I'm scared." He started walking down the darkening hallway, "please answer me."

Once he made it to the room Jungkook and Jimin had set up for him, he hesitated, his hand hovered over the doorknob. Something didn't feel right about the room like he knew if he walked through the door... something bad would happen. The feeling only heightened when his palm touched the metal, goosebumps covered his arms.

Just as he was turning the knob he caught sight of movement to his right at the end of the hall, Jungkook's room. Rather than opening his door, he was quick to head that way instead, the feeling of danger slowly fading as he moved further away from the door.

The moment Taehyung's hand reached for them to knock on the door he heard shouts, back from the way he came. From behind his door... he could recognize those voices, his mother and father were yelling, cursing and screaming. He couldn't really hear what they were saying but he could hear his name once in a while. And then it went silent, the frightened male turned around to face the hallways again, he didn't move, he didn't feel safe.

Footsteps echoed down the small space, he held his breath afraid that whoever was in that room, could hear him. Taking a step back, and a hand reaching back to the doorknob of the only room that felt safe at the moment.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, the door swung open. Taehyung gripped the metal tightly, getting ready to turn it at any moment.

"Taetae~" he heard, his eyes widened at the sound of Keith's voice, tears already picked at his eyes.

He had gotten out... he found him... Taehyung wasn't safe... he was going to take him again...

The young male started to hyperventilate, his chest hurt, lungs screamed at him for breathing to fast, and his head was pounding. He went to turn the doorknob but his grip wasn't strong enough he was too weak at the moment.

"Taetae~ I told you I'd come back." His figure started exiting the bedroom he was supposed to use. The male smirked evilly at the breaking boy, his eyes were dark and soulless like there was nothing inside. And his hands were coated in something dark, a thick liquid dripping on the floorboards as he moved. "And guess what Taetae~? Now you're mine forever."

Taehyung was gasping for air, but his body betrayed him like even he wanted himself gone. His legs were giving out underneath him, he slid down the door behind him clutching at his chest. Eyes wide and watery.

"So come here, don't be a bitch and do as you're told." Keith approached slowly, and every step he took Taehyung pushed himself further against the door.

"St-stop" he choked out, not loud enough for the evil male to hear. He was paralyzed with fear. "Pl-please stop."

Keith got in a pounce like position, before he dashed toward Taehyung causing him to scream out covering his ears and burrowing his head into his knees.

Before the male could get to close to him, he felt the door behind him move and strong arms wrap themselves around his shaking frame. Instantly he felt safer, turning in the embrace crying loudly still scared of Keith's maniac approaching.

"It's okay, it's okay." Jungkook's soft soothing voice was a melody to Taehyung, washing him clean of the fear. Easing the breath back in his lungs, calming the storm of beats his heart was going through, removing the pounding of hammers in his head.
"You're safe now, it's okay."

Taehyung cried into Jungkooks chest, realizing now that what had happened was merely a nightmare...

"Jimin, can you get him a glass of water?" Jungkook glanced up at his worried hyung, both still fairly shocked of waking to their friend screaming and flailing around next to them.

The shorter male nodded and rushed out of the room, Jungkook rubbed soothing circles on Taehyung's back. When he didn't feel the shaking or hear the sobbing any longer, he gently pushed the older away to look at his face. "...are you okay?" He hesitated at first.

Taehyung shook his head slowly, "h-he was h-here... I-i was alone... h-he came t-to t-take me... b-but I... he... you..." he was murmuring quietly, his head staring down at his hands still clutching at Jungkook's T-shirt.

"...me?"

Taehyung nodded, "I... I don't know... you weren't there... but I was... pulled? Towards your room, I was going to go to mine, but I didn't because I... and then... he... he came out of my room... he was in there..." his breathing started to become frantic, tears were falling again.

Quickly Taehyung was back in Jungkooks arms again, Jungkook whispering soothing words to calm the older down.

And like always, it worked...

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