Thorny Roses || YeonBin/TaeGyu/YeonGyu/SooKai AU✔

chapter 38

Heavy darkness had fallen upon Yoongi's face as he slept peacefully in his bed, his mind sank in deep dreams. He just kept being in his slumber as a little sound of footsteps got closer and closer to him before he was standing right at his bed, looking at him with an intense glare as if he was willing to burn holes in brown haired boy's body. Beomgyu kept staring down at him in the dark, his mind swiftly processing everything he had done to Taehyun and giving him even more reason to take a pillow and keep it pressed over his face before Yoongi took his last breath.

However, the silver haired boy easily shook off those thoughts and brought a chair to the bed instead, staring down at the older male continously until he woke him up with his intense gaze. Yoongi shifted in his bed uneasily before opening his eyes and flinching at the sight of someone's silluete at his bed. He was going to scream in surprise and terror but Beomgyu quickly placed his index finger against his lips and shushed him on time as he raised his body and towered over him, Yoongi looking up at him with widened and terrorised eyes, his breath rapid and heavy.

"I want to talk to you", Beomgyu said blankly as he took his finger off older's lips and sat back in his chair while his eyes kept being fixed on Yoongi's ones which were looking at him with scared gaze as if he was seeing the ghost in front of him.

"A-about what?", Yoongi barely asked as he kept trying to catch his breath, his body sitting up in bed a bit.

"About Taehyun", Beomgyu said directly, starling the older male with his response as he barely gulped down his saliva, his breath hitching in his throat, "Where is he?"

Yoongi didn't even move a muscle. He could hear his own heartbeat in his ears as he stared at the younger boy with a pale face while his forehead sweated crazily.

"You don't take pills, do you?", he asked in a slightly annoyed voice, earning a chuckle from the silver haired male.

"Should I?", he asked ironically.

"You don't get it!", he growled now, "You have no idea what it can bring us!"

"I'm not talking about myself right now", the younger replied calmly, "Where is Taehyun?"

"You will harm not only yourself and others, but him too with this behaviour of yours!"

"Where the fuck is he?!", Beomgyu lost his patience now and leaped up from his seat, grabbing older boy's collar and pushing his back against the bed while he straddled his lap, looking with a burning glare into his eyes.

"I-I don't know", Yoongi answered nervously, barely swallowing afterwards as he felt a slight dizziness by younger's intense glare.

"What do you mean you don't know?!", Beomgyu growled as he tightened his grip on older's collar.

"He's not with me. I don't know where he is"

"You kidnapped him!"

"Yes, but it's someone else who has been holding him captive, not me"

"Who?!", Beomgyu asked impatiently.

Yoongi took a deep sigh before shaking his head, "I can't tell you"

"Do you think you have a choice?", Beomgyu huffed in irritation.

"No", Yoongi answered in a pained voice, "I know I don't have a choice and that's why I can't risk my mother's life"

Beomgyu was taken aback by his statement, his hands loosening around Yoongi's collar as confusion settled in his eyes, replacing his rage slowly. Yoongi noticed his fluster very well and decided to answer his question before Beomgyu was even able to ask.

"They have caught her. I can't let anyone find that boy"

More confusion upraised into younger's eyes as his anger got mixed with it, boding nothing well for the brown haired boy under him.

"What's the point of her being alive if she's with them and can never get free?!", he asked angrily, "Are you out of your mind? You only suffer her like that!"

Yoongi was stunned by his sudden announcement, his eyes grew wide as he tried to process his words. That was something he had thought about many times but always decided to ignore since he was afraid to death even only of that idea. He knew very well that his mother had been living in hell for years and would probably be better for her if she died, but Yoongi was always too selfish to let that happen because it was more comforting to him to know that his mother was alive, even if she wasn't with him.

"We're going to hospital tomorrow", he said in an unsure voice as he averted his eyes and looked around, trying to shake off whatever Beomgyu had said, "Your implant is driving you insane", he muttered, even though he knew the younger boy was completely right.

Beomgyu let out a small hollow laugh as he stared down at the male in disbelief, shaking his head from side to side before climbing off the bed and straightening his body, "I think I'm the most sane one between two of us", he replied confidently, "As to the implant, I'm not going to lose the only connection with Taehyun before I find him", he said, taking a last glance at the mute male and going out of his room with a steady pace afterwards.

The silver haired boy slowly entered his own room and closed the door behind, leaning against it with his back at once and pressing his fingers against his temples as he tried to suppress his headache that seemed to strengthen more and more minute by minute. A lot of thoughts were messing around his mind as usual, but with less feelings this time. Beomgyu was noticing very well how his feelings and emotions were fading from time to time and he was becoming like a robot. There was still some trace of them in his body, but they were weakening too fast and Beomgyu was really afraid how this would end up, but he couldn't let himself take pills though since he needed to be stronger than ever. He never liked it, but still wasn't able to prevent it from happening, he hadn't even smoked during recent days, seemed like his addictions were disappearing too.

"I know what you are feeling right now"

Beomgy huffed at Taehyun's words as he tried to focus on his mind and endure the pain that was ripping his nerves apart.

"Stop looking for me, please"

"Shut up!", the older boy growled.

"They will hurt you too if you get to me"

"I will make my own decision", Beomgyu replied resolutely, "Stop talking shit or I'll make sure you will be the one who ends up being hurt", he threatened, making the younger boy mute knowing the silver haired male was really able to do that.

Beomgyu let out a heavy breath, feeling how his headache was getting even stronger. He tried to ignore it as he straightened his body and walked to his bathroom, switching the lights on after getting inside. He stood in front of the mirror and saw his reflection there. He was staring at himself and couldn't believe that it was him, because it seemed like someone else was glancing at him from the other side of the glass with almost dead and empty eyes. He couldn't believe how fast everything was changing inside him, turning him into the stranger he couldn't even recognize. He was losing himself more and more everyday and he didn't even know whether he would ever be able to find him again. He was paralyzed and numb, his feelings going missing somewhere in the dark, feeling like he had no longer full control over his body and mind.

He lifted his hand slowly and unhurriedly took it towards the mirror, soon his fingers touching the cold surface of the glass. He felt it, he was feeling how flows of its energy was bursting into his body and combining with his mind, making him feel like he was in charge of the object. It didn't take long until he heard the sound of cracking, seeing how the whole mirror shattered down, scattering around the floor in front of boy's feet. Beomgyu stared down at the small pieces indifferently, feeling Taehyun's concern and fear uprising in his mind, but he couldn't even care less.