𝓨𝓸𝓾, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓜𝓮 [ᵗᵃᵉᵍⁱ] ✔️

=SIX=

Taehyung.

Three days have gone by. I was worried sick about Yoongi, but there wasn't anything I could do, he had to realize it himself. I skipped lectures and stayed home, I just couldn't concentrate on anything. Jimin almost constantly was at Jungkooks, who was also worried sick. Jimin comforted him, and I knew that this brought the two closer. Jin and Namjoon came often to check up on me, and I played games with Hobi every evening to take my mind off things.

I barely ate in the last days, and barely slept, most of the time I stared out of my window, hoping for any sign of Yoongi.

I was laying in my bed, awake, unable to sleep. It currently was 3 am, and I still stared at the moon, hoping for any sign of Yoongi. I was scared that something bad happened to him, he got hurt or something else. I heard a noise outside, thinking it probably was a deer I ignored it.

Then I heard something hitting my window. I sat up, listening if I could hear something, but I didn't. As I was laying down again, I heard it again and something hit my windowpane again. I got up and opened my window. That's when something hit me in the head.

What the- I looked at the floor and picked up the pinecone which hit me in the head. I looked outside, and there he stood.

Yoongi.

A wave of relief washed over me. "Wait a sec" I whisper shouted and quickly threw on some sweatpants and a shirt. I jumped out of the window, landing on my feet in front of Yoongi.

"Oh my god you're okay, we all were so worried," I said, hugging him tightly. He didn't hug me back and just tensed. I quickly let go, only now noticing he was nude. "Oh... Uhm... Here, have this" I said, quickly undressing my sweats and handing them to him, without looking, standing there in my boxers and a shirt.

As he was done, I looked at him again. He seemed disturbed and completely lost. "You have to tell me everything. Everything that happened to me in the last three days. Now." He almost whispered, his voice shaking. "Oh, uhm... Come in" I said, climbing up the gutter to my window. He followed, entering my room. I closed the window and gestured for him to take a seat on my bed. I quickly put on a new pair of sweats and sat down beside him.

"Okay, what do you remember?" I asked. "I remember an intense pain, I felt like I was dying... and then suddenly I was in the forest, and you were there, and we were wolves, and and..." he inhaled deeply, trying to collect himself, wrinkling his nose. "Dude did you even shower since Saturday?? Anyways, after you explained to me some weird things about werewolves, I just ran, I ran until I couldn't anymore... but I don't remember everything, just a few things you said. Realization dawned on me as I remembered what you said about feeling different and more sensitive than most people, which I always did... and I was waking up really cold and naked in the middle of the forest, completely disoriented... and then, as I smelt deer, I couldn't control myself and that pain was there again and- and...."

He held back a sob, his eyes were becoming more glossy with every word. "I- I just don't know what's happening to me, I think I'm going insane" he sobbed, tears starting to roll down his cheeks. I pulled him closer again, this time he didn't refuse. He just cried into my chest. "How did you even find out where I live?" I asked, suddenly realizing I never told him.

"I followed your scent, summer rain, and magnolia... it almost was the only thing on my mind, between the going insane and hunger," he said between sobs, now completely breaking down. "Hey, ssssssh, it's okay. It's okay, you're adopted, you weren't able to know about it. We keep our identity hidden from humans because they would hunt us down because they'd see us as ruthless beasts."
"So it really wasn't a dream... I never told you I was adopted, besides in that dr- night" he whispered.
It was silent for a while, he still leaned against my chest, slowly calming down. "C-Can you show me that werewolves are real? Like can you shift or something?" He quietly asked.