Crush - Taekook

chapter - 14

For half a minute, Taehyung just stood there, frozen in place by terror, unable to do anything. He couldn't conjure up a single thought, his head spinning with panic.

Jungkook. The fire. The smoke.

What if something had happened to him? The fire brigade probably wouldn't be here in time to get him out safely. His hands started shaking. He had to do something. Anything. But what?

Taehyung slapped himself on the cheek. "Focus, Taehyung, focus!" he whispered. His eyes searched the wall. There, An alarm-button! Taehyung quickly moved over, breaking the glass window using the thermo bottle in his bag, then pressed it as hard as he could. He could feel it vibrate beneath his fingers. Relief quickly flooded through him. The authorities would be here soon.

As if right on cue, the glass doors of the library burst, not standing the heat any more. Smoke was leaking into the lobby, causing Taehyung to cough. He knew he had to do something, go into the library and look for Jungkook, but he would be unconscious within minutes if he walked in without taking any precautions. He quickly took off his jacket  it would only make the heat even more unbearable and went for the restrooms. Taehyung soaked his scarf with the tap water then he quickly wrapped it around his neck, covering his mouth and nose, left the bathroom and approached the library entrance.

The library door lower part was destroyed due to the burst before, leaving Taehyung to crouch through the hole in the doors. Standing up straight, he took in his surroundings and gasped.

The whole library was in flames.

Almost all the rows of shelves were on fire, giving the impression that they were walls of fire standing in regular patterns within the huge room. Where shelves had collapsed, the wooden floor had caught fire too. Most of the windows had burst, leaving in the cold winter winds that were encouraging the flames even more. It would have been dark in the library if it hadn't been for the fire, The electricity must have gone out due to the heat, if it wasn't even responsible for the whole mess. The noise was deafening, the roaring of the flames, the crashing of shelves and tables was almost too much to bear. As was the heat. Taehyung was already covered in sweat, even though he had only been in the room for a few seconds. His hopes at finding Jungkook alive and well were decreasing rapidly.

Once again, he slapped himself. 'Focus', he thought. 'Where could he be?'

His first guess was the librarian's desk, but it was destroyed. Taehyung cursed silently, but he knew he had to find the younger. After all, he was the boy he was madly in love with. He couldn't leave him here.

Taehyung crouched down, his favourite hobby of watching rescue documenteries had taught him that if he ever was in a fire, he should stay close to the ground as the warm, smoky air always rose. He started to crawl along the rows of shelves, his eyes squinted, careful to stay as far away from the flames as possible. The heat was intense, but so was his determination. He would find Jungkook and get him out of here.

Every empty row relieved as well as terrified him.He was afraid of what he might find. Taehyung was positive that Jungkook had to be unconscious by now, he needed to find the boy as soon as possible

Hope was diminishing fast with every passing minute. Taehyung was drenched in sweat and his eyes were burning from the smoke. He had only two rows of shelves left to check out on this floor, and the stairs were already collapsing, so upstairs was no option.

Where was this fucking fire brigade? What taking them so long?

Time seemed to stand still.

Creeping closer to the last row, Taehyung got a bit nostalgic. There was his desk, the one he had practically spent all his college life at. The little palm tree. The dusty couch. It was all burning. Taehyung lowered his gaze in a short moment of sadness and he saw him.

Jungkook.

Lying on the floor next to his table.

Taehyung felt his breath hitched. The younger eyes were closed, he was lying on his stomach, his head bleeding where it had hit the floor and he was unconscious. He instantly Crawled closer to the boy and touched his wrist, he could feel a steady pulse and blew out the breath he didn't even know he was holding.

Thank God. He was alive.

He contemplated taking off his scarf and putting it over Jungkook's face, but he had to be realistic. It was of utmost importance that he stayed conscious, or they would both die.

Taehyung knelt next to Jungkook, turned the younger over so he was lying on his back and started dragging him towards the exit, half crouching so he would get to breath the cooler, less polluted air.

It was indeed helping, but Taehyung couldn't escape the coughing fits for long. He had to stop every few steps to gasp for air. Jungkook was heavy, even though he looked so slim and Taehyung was exhausted. It was so hot in there.

Shelf row K. Not long now, only a couple more. A coughing fit seized him again, so hard he had to let go of Jungkook and sit down for a few seconds.

The room shook as the stairs collapsed for good, followed by a huge part of the wooden wall. They had to get out as quickly as possible. Row H. Why wasn't anyone helping him? Hadn't the alarm button worked?

Row F. Another coughing fit. Taehyung was so tired, his arms so heavy, burning with the effort. But he knew he had to keep going. This was not just about him, it was also about Jungkook. He looked down at the lifeless head dangling from side to side, and a new fierceness filled him. They would make it. They had to.

Row D. Taehyung glanced back over his shoulder. It might have been thirty feet to the exit now, but the distance surely looked like a mails away. Taehyung wanted to sit down so badly, but he knew he couldn't able to get back up once he did. He saw parts of the ceiling of the Western corner collapse and he felt the floor vibrate, the flames were too loud to actually hear it.

Row B. Taehyung screamed at the pain in his arms, but the sound was also drowned by the roaring fire. 'Keep it together', he told himself, and then there was the exit, the hole  in the glass doors, and just when he started wondering how on earth he should drag Jungkook through it without injuring him, he saw fire-fighters breaking the glass, trying to get in. Gratefully, Taehyung held Jungkook close until several men had successfully broken through and immediately helped him, taking the younger out of the room and trying to lead him out, too.

"Thank-", he whispered, exhausted. Then he felt into blackness.

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Um hello 👀

Dispatch be so proud that they exposed some BIG thing.. and what are they saying again?? Ignoring social distancing?? Oh well fucker what are you doing in there instead of social distancing? Stalking Idols?

They were there in April 25th which is a whole 10days before the outbreak. And the restuarants and bars were open and why? Cuz there's no LOCKDOWN IN SOUTH KOREA. and you know what that means right? That beaches just wants a breaking news.

And I saw some comments about Jungkook should Leave BTS and they gonna unstan Jungkook... Well do us a favour and leave our fandom bitch. You're not even a fan let alone an ARMY. we needed this to Filter out the trash anyway.

Sorry you have to see I mean read my ranting.

And Finally

Q. Who is the bestest boys that ever exist in this fucked up World?

A. 97liners