In Room 271B

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TAEHYUNG




"You're alone."

I stare up towards the ceiling, my emotions stripped. A smile plays at her lips, before it changes into dark pity.

"This is why, Taehyung." She whispers, her expression all fake. She's not capable of feeling them, after all. "You only have me. Because no one else will accept you."

Her cold laughs pierce at my ears when I grab a handful of the blankets, twisting them.

"I wish you'd just shut up."

Her eyes twinkle dangerously. "You're walking into glass, Taehyung-ah. Remember I'm the only one who's willing to stay in the end."

You're not even fucking real.

"I know." She purrs, making me wince. "That's why it's just so sad, isn't it? Not even one person who walks on this Earth is willing to hold onto you."

Her fingers are ice as it skims on my jaw.

"And that's how it'll be, for the rest of your life."














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RIEUL


I'm the stupid one.

With the medication bags clutched tight to my body, I check that I have the keycard that the driver had given me before getting into the night city bus.

That'll help you get into the building, where his suite is. He'd said, all the while sighing with his face buried in his hands. I really don't know why I'm doing this.

It's deep night. I'd left only after making sure Jungkook was deep asleep, even leaving a note besides him just in case.

It explained that I'd be back soon, and had Jimin's number written down.

I'd said all that stuff to him.

Groaning, I slack against the window and start smacking my forehead on it.
How can you be so damn ignorant? You should be the best one to know words hurt more than anything else.

I quickly check through the little bag other than the medication, to see if all the stuff I'd bought was in there.

He might not even want it.

Pressing that thought down, I close up the bag again. My heart starts racing the moment the bus pauses to a stop in front of a large, white building.

Just go.

Bowing to the tired-looking bus driver, I get off the bus and walk towards the back entrance like last time. I have to sneak there, because cameras are almost everywhere in this place.

I feel like someone breaking in.

No, I am breaking in.

My arm full with all of the things I'd got, I walk until I see the dark keycard slider against the white walls. I push the sleek card in, breathing shallowly as the door clicks open.

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