Earth Mode ON// ARMY FanFiction

Earth Mode ON: NINETEEN

Darkness. It was everywhere. Even when we looked at the sun, we still saw it. Life was torturing us. It knew our weak point. Taehyung, Namjoon, and I had each other, but we couldn't stop thinking about the others.

Nights were usually the worst time of the day for me, because no matter how exhausted I was, I couldn't sleep. The thoughts I was having were killing me, and the sense of irresponsibility, betrayal and guilt took control over my heart, causing it to ache continuously.

If only I was stronger than that, I would have brought Jimin with me, but I couldn't. I always thought,"If anything happens to him, I won't be able to forgive myself". Namjoon didn't know that I had found Jimin and Taehyung never took the chance to ask about Jin and Yoongi. He was probably afraid to hear that his hyungs got washed off, or worst case scenario that they were dead. The shock he had received from knowing that Jimin was all alone and deeply injured seemed to have been doing things to him, things that only Taehyung could explain and feel.

Chung Ae was still unconscious. We did our best to bring him back, but he never did, mainly because we didn't even know what he was suffering from. His heart was still beating and his lungs were functioning, but he just didn't gain his conciousness. He looked like he was sleeping peacefully, so we let him be.

Namjoon, Taehyung and I stayed in that building for about five days. We ate on the first one, and starved ourselves on the rest. By that point, the three of us were skinnier than we ever were, and the muscle mass that both men once had was disappearing gradually.

There was nothing we could do throughout the day, so we just spent it by either talking to each other, or just thinking on our own. I used to take short walks outside for some time then come back and see their depressed faces and that was enough to ruin my day and break my heart.

To me, life couldn't get any harder or more depressing. Everything around us told us that we weren't going to make it out alive, and I somewhat believed it. There was no other option to choose. I kept in mind the fact that one day, the food supply that Namjoon had brought along would finish, leaving us with nothing to eat until our death. However, I deeply believed that if the lack of food wasn't going to be enough to kill me, my feelings would. My plan was set, and I prayed that it would work. That was the only way my heart would've healed itself. Everything was set up, but all I needed for it to be complete was luck and fate, and that was all what I prayed for.

The sky was bright in contrast to how it was when we first got there. The wind still blew just not as strong as it did before. If that was a normal day, that weather would've been perfect for a walk in the park, but there were no parks at the moment, so I had to enjoy it in my own way. I asked Taehyung and Namjoon to come with me for a walk, but both of them said that they felt tired, so they had to rest for a bit. I shrugged it off and exited the building on my own, the wind blowing against my dry skin, making me feel more refreshed.