48••Breathe

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Tae

I knew where I was.
Ji's old apartment, where she had been basically held captive for two weeks.
It was terrifying.
There was glass all over floor, and a few drops of blood from when Yoongi-hyung had fallen onto the glass. I'd ran into the fight behind the police, in time to help him up.
For some reason, those were the moments I thought of now. I wasn't thinking of my own predicament, possibly because I felt drugged. It smelled weird in here. What was that? Alcohol? I think so, anyway.

Uneven footsteps came down the hallway. I went limp on the couch - luckily I wasn't tied up.

Jeoneo walked into the room, and by the smell, he was insanely drunk. He sat down on the couch at my feet, leaning back so my legs were pinned down.

"...Ji's on her way, you know. She'll be here any moment. Hope she brings the precious minty with her." He said after a moment. I tried to stay still, to not react.

Please don't come.

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can't

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