Ashen || k.th.

13

For some unknown reason, I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night. I've tried drifting off to sleep again but it's no use.

An all nighter it is.

For usual nights like this, I would've went down and paint until I can't hold the brush up anymore for another stroke. But I can't do that now. I don't want to disturb Taehyung's slumber. After almost a month of staying with me, he still choses to sleep on the couch downstairs and I really appreciate the gesture. But I certainly won't mind having him sleep beside me. I just wonder how it feels to be enclosed in his arms, to wake up next to him, to wake up to his smile first thing in the morning. He's been a gentleman but he never fails to make me feel secured.

He went to the uni with me these past few days and surprisingly, his encounter with others didn't come out bad. He can't be seen, which helps to somehow lessen his nervousness. He was a bit jumpy at first, trying to avoid people but after finding out that they'll just pass through him, he let it be. For some reasons, he can control all those who can touch him and those who can't so it isn't much of a trouble. Having him beside me gives me some sort of comfort and security. I just always need to pretend to be on the phone whenever I need to talk to him so the others around me won't think I've gone crazy talking to myself.

I felt giddy at the thought of him and got reminded how his named glowed that certain night. The fact that my soulmate is literally a soul, bothers me. That's a problem I am yet to solve. How am I even supposed to tell him this?

I've done my research and they say that bonded souls are to find connection the moment they meet and Taehyung and I is not an exemption. We automatically clicked. After some time, the bond will strengthen and turn into something more. Others fall in love, others fall apart. No one could tell.

When thinking made me suddenly thirsty, I decided to walk downstairs to grab a glass but as I went on, I saw a shadow from the corner of my eye. But when I turned my head in that direction, no shadow was seen. I frowned and approached the wall but no one is standing near it.

Oh, maybe I'm just seeing things.

I proceeded downstairs and I immediately frown when I heard Taehyung's laboured breaths. I rushed to his spot on the couch and saw him thrashing around. He's having a nightmare?

3RD PERSON'S POV

The ghost boy was once again situated at his home in Daegu. His frown was evident as he take a look on his surroundings until a familiar breaking sound was heard, making chills ran up his spine.

"Oh no. God no, please." He mumbles as he rushes towards his parent's room but this time, he didn't even make it. A sudden fire ignited infront of him, blocking his way. He tried finding another route but he stood frozen when his mother's scream echoed throughout the hallways.

"Eomma.." He mutters, feeling as scared as before. His hands were shaking, his head spinning in panic. He doesn't know what to do and the smoke is not helping at all. Tears flowed through his cheeks as three consecutive gunshots were heard. "No!" He screamed.

He was suddenly surrounded by heavy fire and again, the ghost boy is so scared, lost, pained. Across the flames were his parents' bodies. Blood flowing from their chests. It was a horrendous sight, but he can't take off his eyes. They were reaching for him as he was with them. The boy was determined to jump across the fire but an angelic voice stopped him.