There is always a thought of you in my mind, oh love. The thought of holding you in these arms lingers in my mind even when I am heedless.
- me frfr
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Jeongguk woke up in the bed which belonged to Taehyung. "It was a dream?" He asked himself.
The dream felt so real. Jeongguk thought. He peeked out of the window, it was midnight dark. He looked at the big classy wall-clock hung on the black wall.
It was exactly 12:00 AM.
Jeongguk got out of his bed and walked towards the door in order to get to the kitchen. His throat felt dry, he wanted to drink some water. Small baby steps were taken by the younger as he headed towards his destination, the smell of gas didn't linger in the air at the time, only in the afternoon.
Jeongguk took a glass and opened the tap, the water ran through the tap fast, so Jeongguk placed the glass beneath it. Slowly the glass filled up with water making tiny bubbles and soon started overflowing. Jeongguk didn't notice it because he was lost in his own thoughts.
When the cold water spelched over Jeongguk's hand he snapped back into reality, and closed the tap. He connected his lips to the edge of the glass and gulped a sip from it. Jeongguk frowned because the water tasted different. Bitter sweet.
Jeongguk's gaze instantly fell upon the glass and dropped it once he saw the colourless liquid wasn't colourless anymore, it was red. Blood red. A little thick than water, it seems real blood. Maybe it was real blood.
The glass dropped on the floor and broke into pieces, the red liquid spread everywhere on the floor. Jeongguk hurriedly turned on the tap water and witnessed the same red colour flowing out of the entry of that small tap. Jeongguk's throat went even drier now, and the ridiculous sight was just not suitable for the timing.
The clocks flashed 12:04.
Jeongguk thought this must be a hideous prank or some cheap trap for Jeongguk by his homophobic neighbours. But the wont dare to enter in here. Jeongguk didn't think about it much, he though he'll call waterline office in the morning. But for now he had to clean up the mess.
The boy jogged to the bathroom where he placed the mop, and walked back to the kitchen, but before he could get in a noise was heard from the inside. He dropped the mop slowly trying his best not to make any sound. That could alert the burglar or whoever was in the kitchen.
Jeongguk then grabbed a baseball bat which he found in Namjoon's room. The bat had the signature of one of the best's baseball players in the 19th century - Dan Brouthers, who was also known as Big Dan. Seemed like this Namjoon person was a big fan of Dan.
Jeongguk decorate it in the Livingroom over the Television, it looked great. But for some reason the bat fell and Jeongguk had to keep it on the dining table till he finds another place for it.
The young boy was read to knockout the crooks for the sake of his safety. He tiptoed towards the kitchen, but he didn't notice any wicked men, instead he found a person with the most harmless personality.
The person turned to the direction of Jeongguk and gifted him a hearty smile and Jeongguk just stared at him. He can see me? Jeongguk looked into the latter's eyes, those eyes held the biggest ocean of innocence and love with utmost purity.
"Sorry, Yoonie was hungry." The boy- Yoongi muttered. Jeongguk felt a sting in his heart at the realisation that the boy was no more. Why does the nature have to be so unfair to such an angel?
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