I wasn't unreasonably late today. I had started my day pretty early and walked my way to the station. Joon had been sleeping at the dining table, when I left him. He already had set up most of his instruments, which according to Moonbyul was too much to be used at the same time. She told him to use the storage space more intelligently, but still a lot of stuff ended up on the table.
And there were a lot of records we went through and spare paper that we were using to try and keep track on everything.
My mind was still occupied with the few records in the attic that we should get through. Those were the really old ones that we had put away. They probably weren't going to be any more useful than the ones we were going through right now.
The station was more lively than usual. I looked over at Jungkook's workspace. He wasn't there. It can't be.
I asked the first person where Jungkook was. He confirmed my suspicion. There had been any attack.
I moved towards the door. "I am borrowing your horse." I shouted at him. I really wasn't dressed to ride today.
I rushed back toward the person and gave him my cane as didn't have anywhere to place it whilst riding. "Do not lose this. I will be back for it," I warned.
I took the first horse standing in front of the station, while the man with my cane followed me in confusion. He helped me up saying that this wasn't really his horse and that I should get it back to Tom.
"Thank you very much." My dress was not made for this activity and rode up high, which made both of us uncomfortable. I couldn't be bothered with propriety at this moment and just rode away as fast as possible.
It did not take long to get to the central London apartments on a horse. As soon I got to the front, I saw him. Taehyung was walking out of his apartment door.
I was out of breath but swiftly got off the horse, not bothering to bind it anywhere. Taehyung was surprised to see me and stopped on the stairs that led up to his building. He was okay.
"Gray?"
I couldn't reply back, still panting from the exertion. I just went up to him and tugged his left collar a little down. It wasn't there. "Where is it?"
He looked at me, debating whether to tell the truth or not. He slowly took my hand which was still gripping the collar. "There wasn't anything there." Liar.
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Fanfiction"Why does everyone keep saying that? How isn't it me when I did it? I thought it. With my own brain and did it," I shouted. " And I still can sense the thought, the thought of wanting to kill you." He just kindly looked back at me and said, "Then t...
