Nightmares were meant to be kept in one's subconscious in the dead of night. They weren't meant to be lived everyday.
Anxiety was the only real recognizable emotion the two boys had. Anything else was a mix of desperation and exhaustion from running from the whole entire world.
Although, every moment spent running together. Was a moment closer to truth and peaceful bliss.
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Jimin held his head in his hands. He was exhausted of the same pattern. The closer they got to the truth, the more threats against their life and freedom they seemed to receive.
As the boys had been informed, the cops were searching for them. Though, thankfully, no one back home would open their mouths about their whereabouts.
Yoongi had begun writing down everything. Every single moment that had occurred leading up to finding Taehyung's lifeless body to now at Jimin's brother's house. He began finding the holes in his memory. The way his memory became foggy after a drink he was given.
"Here take this. It'll make you less tense when Jimin shows up, maybe you'll finally get the nerve to talk to him"
Yoongi took the cup with the foreign substance. He downed it in one go.
"It'll kick in soon. Have fun yoongs."
Yoongi's memory didn't fail him when it came to who gave him the drink.
"Hoseok..." He whispered to himself. Jimin heard the name that came from Yoongi's lips and watched as the older took the phone and dialed a number.
The phone rang a couple times before a voice was heard, "Hello?"
Yoongi felt anger against Hoseok for the drink. Perhaps if it wasn't for that drink, he would remember everything. Perhaps he would've been able to save Tae.
"What was in that drink you gave me?" He said sternly. Jimin couldn't make out what Hoseok was saying, but could only assume it wasn't good as Yoongi's voice began to be raised.
"What the fuck did you give me Hobi?!" He demanded to know.
Jimin got up and got closer to the phone, only catching a few words of what Hoseok said.
"It's a special drug."
The younger felt something tug at his heart when he heard that. Yoongi yelled at the phone, "What the fuck are the effects of the drug you idiot?!"
Jimin once again got closer to the phone to hear the other's response to the question.
"It makes you black out and forget. It's a sleeping beauty drug." His voice trembled.
The older's hands began to shake, "Why would you give it to me, if you knew what it did?" He said in a calmer tone as to not completely scare off the other.
"Because. If I didn't, you would've saved him."
The line went dead.
The older tried to call back, but was greeted with, "We're sorry but the number you're trying to reach has been disconnected..."

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Runaways | Yoonmin
FanfictionThe popular boy, turned murderer? The quiet boy, turned an accomplice? The two people, that everyone thought they knew were now on the run from police due to their deadly crime. If only they'd been sober enough to remember the events of that horribl...