It was cold. Dark. Pitch black. Silent.
Nothing was heard, nothing was physically felt.
Jungkook tried to open his eyes, yet he couldn't see anything.
Walking seemed pointless, but he did it anyways.
The further he seemed to walk, the brighter it got.
He barely caught the glimpse of the backside of a boy.
So, out of curiosity, Jungkook stepped towards him.
He tapped the boy on the shoulder... The boy turned around.
He was faceless.
His face was all just a big, black scribble.
A white, creepy, scribbly smile formed on the black.
He grabbed Jungkook's arm, tugging him close.
Jungkook tried to escape his grip, but he was much too strong.
"Don't worry, Jungkook." it spoke.
"I'll treat you just right. You know I love you... Right?"
Jungkook barely recognized that voice.
It sort of sounded like Baekhyun's voice, but... odd.
Jungkook didn't like hearing it.
He didn't like hearing his words when he confessed that day.
He hated it.
Despised it.
Jungkook was suddenly tugged harshly, pulled somewhere.
He didn't know where he was going, but he didn't want to go.
The boy refused to let go of Jungkook.
He only continued to pull him along.
His grip was starting to hurt and feel icy.
Jungkook gave in, letting the boy continue to tug him along.
Eventually, they were stopped.
"Do you trust me?"
Jungkook slowly shook his head.
"No... Do you trust me?"
Jungkook shook his head again.
Jungkook felt a stinging sensation on his cheek.
He was slapped.
"Bullshit!
Of course.
Of course, this is exactly how their relationship turned out.
Jungkook was drawn to his trap.
Thinking he'd be treated right.
Wrong.
Jungkook was shoved into a pit.
A never ending pit.
He simply let himself fall...
He glanced around a little, seeing people pointing at him.
He could hear their laughter.
Their loud, annoying laughter.
He wanted to punch all of them in the face.
He wanted everyone to shut up and leave.
But he couldn't do anything.
He kept falling.
Falling.
Falling.
...Falling.
Falling down into one's trap again.
He was so, so naive to think it would be okay for once.
So, so naive to fall for Taehyung.
Jungkook finally stopped falling.
His body hit the floor hard, making it difficult to breathe.
It hurt to breathe.
It hurt to be alive.
Jungkook slowly stood up, looking around.
There was a door ahead of him.
The lighting was dim and dark.
Jungkook limped to the door, placing a hand on the knob.
He turned the knob and opened the door.
A bright light emerged from the door.
So, he covered his eyes.
After a few minutes, his hands were pulled away from his face.
Jungkook slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes met Taehyung's red, puffy ones.
They stood in a field full of purple hyacinth flowers.
Some spring crocus flowers were mixed in too.
Yet, they didn't bloom whatsoever.
"...Why did you do it?" Taehyung spoke.
"Why would you leave me? All alone?"
Jungkook couldn't say anything.
His throat formed a lump.
Jungkook didn't want to speak, or else the tears would fall.
"You should've talked to me." Taehyung said.
"You should've woken me up and told me."
"You should've told me you wanted to kill yourself again."
"...I would've helped you."
"I'd comfort you."
Jungkook could feel his heart clench in his chest.
It hurt.
It hurt a lot.
With that, Jungkook began to cry.
He covered his face again, trying his best not to sob.
He felt arms wrap around him, being pulled close to someone.
Jungkook didn't bother to look.
He knew it was Taehyung.
Jungkook tucked his face into Taehyung's chest, crying.
Crying silently.
"...Please, don't do that again."
"Don't leave me."
"Promise me, you won't leave."
Jungkook quietly sobbed.
"I never wanted to leave you, Taehyung!"
"It was too much..."
"I couldn't handle anything anymore..."
"I didn't want to hurt you!"
"I realized it... when I did it..."
"I'm sorry.."
It was silent between the two for a while.
Taehyung silently rubbed Jeongguk's back.
The only sound they heard was wind.
Finally, Taehyung broke the silence.
"I forgive you."
~~~
Jungkook's eyes slowly opened. It wasn't bright in the room at all, the only light being the moon shining through the window. At first, he thought he'd woken up from a long, bad dream. He thought he was in Taehyung's room. He weakly sat up and looked around. He was... in a hospital room. Taehyung was sound asleep right at his side, their hands laced together. Jungkook smiled a little bit, slowly letting go of Taehyung's hand to run his fingers through his soft hair. He played with his hair and let out a sigh.
Jungkook felt horrible. He felt horrible for suddenly deciding to leave this world... to leave his world, Taehyung. He knew Taehyung might scold him, perhaps yell at him for it, but he knew he deserved it. He deserved to be yelled at... maybe hurt for doing what he did. Jungkook glanced down at himself.
There were some tubes attached to him and other things, a heart rate monitor on the side as well. Jungkook looked at his arms... His arms were wrapped up in bandages, not being able to see the gross scabs and scars all over them. The scars and scabs... scars and.. scabs... Fuck.
That meant Taehyung knew about his cutting now. That meant he knew about the shit he does to himself. Jungkook looked away from his arms and stared at the wall. He didn't want to be here. He didn't want to be in a hospital... A hospital where Taehyung would know he was hurting internally, and externally. He continued to stare for what felt like hours. He couldn't sleep.
"...Jung...kook?" Jungkook looked over, seeing that Taehyung had sat up and rubbed his eyes. He smiled at him.
"Yes, Taehyung?" he whispered, his voice a little dry and groggy.
"J-Jung... Jungkook- Y-You're okay!" Taehyung exclaimed, leaning over to wrap his arms around Jungkook. His grip was firm, but not too tight to hurt Jungkook. Jungkook hugged Taehyung back weakly, rubbing his back. He could hear Taehyung sobbing into his shoulder. It made his heart clench in his chest, but he couldn't blame Taehyung for crying. He would've cried a lot if Taehyung was in his position instead.
"Shhhh... It's okay." Jungkook whispered softly. Taehyung continued to cry, even when he pulled back. Taehyung's eyes were puffy and full of tears. Jungkook smiled up at him and cupped his face. He wiped away tears that fell.
"W-Why-" Taehyung whimpered. "Why d-didn't you let me help y-you?"
"I didn't wanna be a burden-"
"That's what they all say! Jungkook, I'm your boyfriend, for Christ's sake. I'm not like Baekhyun, you know this... I'm here for you, like a boyfriend should be. I'm here to listen and to help with any problems you're having, baby." Taehyung pleaded, cupping Jeongguk's cheeks. "I-I love you. I love you so, so much, Jungkook. Okay? You're my world..."
Jungkook.... began to cry. He couldn't stop himself, as hard as he tried. Taehyung took ahold of Jungkook's right arm, gently pressing kisses to his scars. Jungkook sobbed quietly, while Taehyung let his silent tears fall as he kissed Jungkook's scars. He kept kissing them, alternating arms, until he couldn't hear Jungkook crying anymore. He looked into Jeongguk's eyes soon after and smiled softly. "Please... Please don't hurt yourself again, baby..."
"I-I won't... I.. I promise..." Jungkook whispered, shaking his head and sniffling. Taehyung cupped Jungkook's face.
"...Promise to talk to me if you feel like hurting yourself?" Taehyung asked.
"I will." Jungkook quickly agreed. He bit his lip for a few moments, but slightly smiled at Taehyung after.
"Thank you." Taehyung whispered. "It's what a boyfriend is for... To help the other out when they need it. To help them get through things when it's getting a little rough... To help them learn to love themselves..." Taehyung whispered, bringing Jeongguk's arm up and kissing a scar again. "These scars... They brought us closer within this moment. Your scars are what brought us closer. They... make me realize how much I need you. How much I need to help you through this. And how much we need each other to help accept ourselves."
Jungkook simply... smiled, at Taehyung. He gently pulled Taehyung closer, cupping his face. He pressed their lips together and closed his eyes. Taehyung wasted no time on kissing back. He carefully placed a hand on Jungkook's shoulder, the other on his bed to keep himself held up. The two held it there for a while, eventually pulling back.
"Jungkook?"
"Hm?"
"...I love you."
"...I love you too."
Chapter 13 End...