RUN FROM ME ┃ taekook

17 - can't run forever

their lips met.

jungkook froze, his mind blank, his body betraying him as he melted into the kiss. taehyung's lips were soft, impossibly so, and for a moment, everything else - the forest, the fear, the panic - faded away.

it was wrong. it was so wrong. but it felt...

jungkook woke with a start, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he stared at the ceiling.

sweat clung to his skin, dampening his hairline and the back of his neck. his heart was still racing, a wild, erratic rhythm that refused to settle.

"fuck," he whispered to himself, scrubbing a hand over his face.

he swung his legs over the edge of the couch, the cold floor grounding him. the apartment was quiet, save for the faint hum of the fridge and the occasional creak of the building settling.

jungkook stood, moving on autopilot as he made his way toward the small bedroom.

he cracked the door open just enough to peer inside. it was dark, but taehyung was sprawled out on the bed, one arm flung over his face, the other dangling off the edge. he was snoring softly, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm.

he was fast asleep.

jungkook leaned against the doorframe, his gaze fixed on the sleeping figure. his thoughts churned about the stupid dream. how the hell had taehyung gotten into his head like this? it didn't make sense.

at this very moment, taehyung jolted awake, his breath catching in his throat, while his hand flinched upwards to touch his lips.

his eyes darted toward the doorway, and when he saw jungkook standing there, silhouetted against the faint hallway light, he let out a sharp, startled yelp.

"why the fuck are you screaming?" jungkook snapped.

taehyung's hand flew to his chest, his pulse hammering beneath his palm.

"why am i screaming? because you're standing there like an idiot, just - fuck, why would you stand in the door like a creep watching me?" his voice cracked, still rough with sleep, and he glared at the other boy through the dark.

"i wasn't watching you," jungkook muttered, straightening his posture like he hadn't just been caught red-handed. "i was just checking if you were breathing."

taehyung squinted, his expression teetering between disbelief and mild amusement. "oh my god, you care about me. that's so sweet, jungkook."

"shut up."

the smaller boy smirked, but the tension in his shoulders didn't ease. he rubbed at his temple, his voice softer now. "i just had the weirdest fucking nightmare."

that caught jungkook's attention. he hesitated, then stepped further into the room, his curiosity outweighing his usual reluctance to engage. "what kind of nightmare?"

taehyung sighed, leaning back against the headboard. "it was... dark. i was in the woods. running. someone was chasing me. no, you were chasing me."

jungkook froze mid-step, his jaw tightening.

"you grabbed me," taehyung continued, his voice distant now, like he was replaying it in his head. "we fell, and then... anyways. it was so real. too real."

jungkook didn't say anything, but the tension in the room shifted. as taehyung's eyes adjusted to the dim light, he noticed something strange.

"wait," he said, leaning forward slightly, his brows furrowing. "your eyes..."