Safe And Sound [Taekook]

chap 10

Clouds covered the burning sun as Jin moved throughout the grounds that held strong resemblance to a ghost town.
His muscles strained against the ever growing weight of the bag hanging from his back.

He'd watched Yoongi slowly disappear into the forest, the Omega lying still on his shoulder, and was now jogging his way from cabin to cabin, finding food and traps, along with many well-woven items.

Taking only those in best condition, he stuffed them into his bag, and rushed to the neighboring cabin. Because though he takes risks, he is far from ignorant.
Where there is smoke, there is bound to be fire, and being smack in the middle of hunting grounds, he's practically drowning in smoke.

When he'd finally stuffed his bag to the fullest, he was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, the sun resting just above the treetops.

He tugged at the straps of his heavily overfilled bag, and groaned. 'Maybe I should've let Yoongi stay, this would have been a lot easier.'

Hoisting the bag up with great difficulty, he walked to the path Yoongi had taken, giving brief glaces to one cabin in particular.

'Smells like an Alpha... Yoongi couldn't smell it, so they're probably long gone...'

He bit into his lip, contemplating whether he should follow his instincts and chase down the source of the smell, or keep safe and leave.

He reluctantly turned to walk away, but groaned when he couldn't prevent the young boys voice from sounding in his head. 'I h-have to wait for Kook-ie.'
After much thought, he'd settled himself on the hard ground hidden behind the treeline, and stared at the cabin, a heavy sigh leaving him.

As he rests, the forest slowly darkened. The sun hidden away to reveal the desperately beautiful, yet tragically sorrowful starry night.
He felt himself shiver as the cool night air whispered on his skin.

'I must be crazy, waiting for a cookie to show up...' He chuckled, laying his head atop his bag, and letting his eyes become lost amongst the stars.

...

Cool breeze laced through soft locks of hair, as lines of brush lazily passed by.

Droopy eyes slid open, awakened by a sharp squeaking sound.
Muttered words passed through his ears, but the throbbing in his head made him unable to find meaning in them.

Letting his eyes wander around loosely, Taehyung watched the seemingly fluffly ground become pressed under booted feet, every step causing his body to bounce lightly.

Inspired by the legs moving swiftly beneath him, Tae wiggled his own, and whined in annoyance when he found that a pressure was holding them in place.

He squirmed, and kicked his legs as best he could in attempt to be freed, but the pressure wrapped around his body only tightened, and a curse word was whispered, making him pout.

'Swearing's bad.'

He was placed lightly onto a fluffy surface, snuggling his face into the softness,
it took him a few moments for his mind to register properly. "Where?"

He lifted his tired eyes to see a man slowly backing away, before running out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him. "Wai- come back!"
...

He'd been walking for so long that the sun was setting. By the time he finally entered the small clearing surrounding their 'house'
Yoongi was almost positive his feet were bleeding.
"Take the kid, he said. He can't do any real damage, he said. Well say that to my feet, I dare you."