Kapitel 7: I'M FUCKED
(HOSEOK POV)
Yoongi's body is laying on my bed. I touch his face with my hand, his skin is still cold and pale. He looks dead. His calm breathing is the only thing that assures me that he's alive.
"Why did you do it Yoongi...?" I caress his soft brown hair. "I'm sorry, okay? That's what you wanted to hear? Now wake up, please." I said, calmly. He didn't move a muscle.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
I turned around. Namjoon gave me a small smile. "Can I come in?" I nodded, looking at Yoongi again. Namjoon sits at the end of the bed, while I'm kneeling next to it.
"What happened to him?" Namjoon's eyes opening more and more, as he realises Yoongi's state.
"I think he took more pills than he should." He grabbed Yoongi's hand. "But don't worry, he'll be okay, I think..." I whispered the last thing. He will. He has to. "I'll take care of him, Namjoon. Can you please give me some candles? I think we should warm the whole dorm, besides, this red light is giving me a headache."
He only nodded, leaving the room. I don't want to bring him more stress, he's so fucking worried about Jin hyung, he doesn't need more problems now.
I grabbed one of my pyjamas. A baby blue one, he'll look so cute. I only pray he won't kill me when he wakes up.
I put his arms above his head, I'm not sure how I should do this. I take off his sweatshirt, placing it on Jungkook's bed. I can't help but stare at his abs for a few seconds, he's really fine. I thought he stopped working out a year ago, guess I was wrong.
I quickly put him the other shirt on when I see his goosebump. I bit my lip. I've been Yoongi's friend for 3 years now, but I've never seen him in boxers. I've never seen him naked. I know he won't be naked when I take his pants off, but he'll almost be.
I unbutton his pants, taking it off. His black boxers and his white skin make the contrast perfect. I stare at his skin, it looks so smooth. I shook my head before putting the final part. I sighed, sitting beside him.
"Hyung, here are the candles." Jungkook said, placing different candles with Taehyung's and Jimin's help.
"Thank you, guys."
"Do you mind if we stay? I'm tired." Jungkook said, his head down.
"Of course not, it's late. We all should go to sleep. Will you share the bed?" Jimin nodded.
"Namjoon hyung wants to sleep on the sofa, he still thinks Jin will come back." Jimin said, covering himself with the sheets.
"He won't come back?" Jungkook asked, with a frown.
"Yes, he will." Taehyung said, caressing Jungkook's hair, but killing Jimin with his stare.
"Okay, go to sleep. You'll be tired tomorrow." I kissed Jungkook's forehead before the two laid down with Jimin.
I laid next to Yoongi, my body touching his, feeling his warmth. I looked at his face a few seconds before I closed my eyes, dreamland is waiting for me.
* * *
I moved my body to the side, not opening my eyes. Strange sounds woke me up a few minutes ago and now I can't fall asleep again. I move around, feeling nothing. Nothing? Nothing.
I sat quickly on the bed. Yoongi. My eyes inspected the room, the candles are off, the stupid red lights as well. The only light is coming from outside and it's very soft and grey. What time is it?
I hear the strange sounds, again, but now they are making sense. I ran to the bathroom, Yoongi's throwing up. I knelt next to him, caressing his back.
"Shh, I'm here. Shh." I try to calm him down.
After a few seconds, he sat on the floor. Tears rolling down his pink cheeks, his lips are red and swollen.
"Let me help you." I grabbed his hands, his body too weak to get up without help. I held his waist while he was washing his mouth.
"Thank you..." He mumbled, when he turned off the water. I smiled, but he couldn't see it.
I grabbed his hand, leading him to the sofa. I saw Namjoon sleeping in Seokjin's bed, he probably felt uncomfortable sleeping on the couch.
"How are you feeling?" I asked, holding a glass of water.
Yoongi has his hands in his face, breathing heavily. He didn't answer.
5:48 am.
"I'm sorry." He finally said. "I shouldn't have done it. I'm stupid." He sobbed.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's okay Yoongs." I caressed his back. "You're okay now, that's what really matters, okay?" He shook his head. I put the glass on the small table in front of us. "Yoongi, listen to me." I put a my hand under his chin, making him look at me. "You're here now, you're okay, you're with us. You did it for a reason and you can talk about if you want. I'll listen to you, okay?" I play with the end of the sleeve with my free hand. Maybe I could have avoided it if I had answered his calls.
He opened his mouth to say something, but he closed it again.
"I'm sorry I didn't answer your calls. Maybe I could have avoided it, somehow." I can't help but feel guilty about it. But why he took the pills? He quickly shook his head.
"It's not your fault, Hobi. I'm just stupid." He said, taking off his last tears.
"You're not stupid, not at all." I sighed. "What's bothering you, Yoongi?" He looks at me. I can't identify any expression other than the sadness of his eyes.
He shook his head again, moving away. "Nothing, it's nothing. Can we change the topic?" I nodded. I know I won't get the answers I want.
"How did you find me?" He asked, looking away while scratching his head.
"I was looking for you, I was worried because nobody saw you yesterday. To be honest, one part of me knew that you could..." We look at each other, knowing what I'm talking about.
"I've to tell you something, but drink this first."
(YOONGI POV)
I drank two glasses of water, I didn't know I was that thirsty. I breath a few times, finally putting myself together.
"So, what's up?" I said, feeling more like myself.
"It's about Jin hyung, something happened to him yesterday." I frowned.
"Is he okay? Where is he?"
"We don't know what happened to him, but he didn't come back yesterday night." He made a pause, looking behind. "Namjoon is so worried. Now he's sleeping in Seokjin's bed, but he stayed here waiting for him, even though he knows he'll not come back, not yet." I nodded, processing all the information.
"Are you sure about that? Maybe he's with a friend, he has a lot, actually." Hoseok shook his head.
"When I was looking for you I saw a few men walking into the king's office, but now that I think more about that," he put his hand on his chin, "They looked like they were part of the army." I nodded, it doesn't look good. "When I found you, the alarm turned on."
I look at him, trying to read his face. "Something happened to Jin hyung, but we don't know what."
My blood is boiling, my heart beat increasing every second. I close my fists, trying to calm my breath. "Then we'll find out what the heck happened to him and get him back." I look back at Hoseok, his eyes are showing the same anger.
(SEOKJIN POV)
Plop. Plop. Plop.
I felt drops of water on my cheek. I frowned. I soon realised that my soft bed is cold and hard. Namjoon's chest doesn't feel like that. I open my eyes, a few rays of sun are illuminating the place. I'm not in my bed and I'm not laying on my Joonie's chest. I'm in a cavern. Huh?
"What on earth I'm doing here!" I yelled. I try to sit down, my back and head hurting.
"I forgot you were that fancy, prince." I heard someone chuckle.
I frowned. What's wrong in being fancy? I'm Kim fucking Seokjin, I can't be sleeping on the ground. I look to the left, my frown going away as I realised who it is, but it came back as quickly as it left.
"Hansoo? What are you doing here?"
"I ask you the same, Jin Seok."
He has wounds in his face and his hands are tied. I look at mines, they are also tied. Why I didn't realise it sooner?
"What are we doing here? What happened?"
He let out a bitter chuckle. "We're kidnapped, Jin" Oh. Memories of yesterday nigh passing by. Well done, Seokjin.
"What happened to you?"
"I thought you send me a letter, I thought we would see each other again. But when I arrived to the river-"
"Antonio, me too."
"You were on the river yesterday? I didn't see you."
"No, I've been here for a week now. They forced me to write that, I'm sorry. I should kept saying no, I should had done something." I shook my head.
"You did the right think, Hansoo. They could have hurt you, really hurt you. But, there's a thing I don't understand-"
"Antonio."
"Exactly! What on earth? What's wrong with him?"
"I know right? I thought he was part of your family, man."
"Yeah, me too. That means he betrayed me? He betrayed my father? My family? The king? Oh shit, unbelievable."
"Aren't you scared?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Me?" I scoffed. "No offence, but it sounds like a he problem. I mean, my father is the king, I'm the fucking prince. I've an amazing boyfriend and amazing friends, they will come to our rescue. Don't you worry." I said, trying to look at my nails. "Besides, we're smart Hannie. We'll be alright."
"If you say so, my prince." He chuckled. "At least I'm not alone anymore-" The door opened, a few tall men looking at us.
"They are awake, sir." One of them said. After a few seconds, they got closer to us.
"Come on, our master wants to see you." One of them yelled. I want to yell back that I'm not deaf, but I'm not dumb either, I know it will make things worse. By the way, what's up with 'master'? It reminds me of Namjoon when he gets too much in his role when we're having sex, he can be so rough when he-
"Stand up, now!" One of they yelled at me, trying to hit me with a filthy stick.
"Sorry, I was busy thinking about my nasty boyfriend." He growled, his red eyes getting darker. Huh, someone is jealous.
They took us out of the basement. We walked for a few minutes, I don't know where we are, it looks like a palace? Maybe we're in a tower. I hope my father knows the place, the yellow walls are damaging my eyesight.
"Don't do anything stupid." One of the ugly man said before leaving. They aren't the smartest, why they left us alone? Uh, we're prisoners, they shouldn't leave us alone. Why all of them are covered with black clothes, anyway? Who are they? What are they? Wait. How could I forget? I'm still a fairy. I still have my powers. I still can fight them. But who am I kidding? I'm sure they have more men, I saw a lot of red eyes yesterday. Hansoo could help me, but his powers out of the water are almost useless.
"What do you think they will do to us? Why they want us?"
"Don't worry Hannie, they want me, not you."
"That means they will kill me now that you're here?"
"What-"
"You two, move." Two men started pushing us towards the stairs.
"I can walk, you know?"
"Shut up and walk." I almost fell to the floor.
I couldn't see any windows in the corridor, only doors and more doors. "You, come here." They grabbed my arm, pushing me to the right.
"Wait, why don't we go with them?" Another man was pushing Han Soo to the left.
I kept looking behind my shoulders, I saw Hansoo disappear behind a door at the end of the corridor. They opened another door and pushed me inside.
"Don't you dare to do anything, little prince. If you don't want to end up dead." They let my hands free before pushing me once again. My but hitting the floor. Ouch, that hurts.
I looked around, the light brown walls are matched with the brown furniture, the sheets are the only white thing in this room. The wooden windows creaked. I open them, slowly. A soft breeze caressed my face. I looked around, if I jump I'll end up in the water, but the forest is less than 4 meters. I gasped. The sky is blue? Where the heck am I? Am I in the human world? When? Why? How?
I tried to look forward, but I only could see water, trees and more trees.
"Well, I'm fucked. At least the views are pretty." They will find me, right? They will save us, right? Oh! I put my hands on my chest. My angel is still here. I still have my angel.
I caressed it with my thumb. Did you already know I'm not there, Joonie? Ugh. I turned around, sitting on the floor. I'm kidnapped, one of my best friends too, I'm not home. Wait, what am I even saying? I'm in a different world, and all I could think about is Namjoon?
"I think I love you more than I thought, Joonie. Should I be worried?" I laughed to myself, my eyes filling up with tears. "I'll be by your side again, baby. No matter what it takes." I closed my eyes, a few tears rolling down my cheeks. The thoughts of not seeing him never again is flying in my mind. I can't let that happen.
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