|Taehyung's perspective|

    "I just want to sleep at least one night, without having a fucking nightmare!" I whisper to myself then I take a deep breath. 

  I look at my phone screen and see that it's past midnight.  Again, as usual, like every night. I don't really remember the last night I slept without nightmares. Or rather ... memories. Because yes, what I see every night has really happened. I feel like I'm suffocating every time I see the same scene again. Every time it's just as painful, just as hard to bear.

    I sigh briefly and then I look at Jungkook's bed. I frown immediately when I can't see his figure, then I notice the light on in the bathroom. Is ... he hurting himself again? Or is he really in the bathroom because he needs to?

     I slowly get out of bed, trying not to be heard by Jungkook, then walk to the bathroom. I stick my right ear lightly, and then I realize how ridiculous I can be. But I can't help it. After seeing the cuts on his hands that day ... I really can't ignore this. Then I hear his weak voice, but I can't understand what he's saying. But I can definitely say he's crying.

     I wonder if it's okay to come in without letting him know. If I will say I'm here, he's more than likely going to hide everything, but what if he really needs the bathroom? It will be far too embarrassing for both of us. But I just can't sit and wait.

    You know what? Hell, we're both men. We have the same toy. I close my eyes for a few seconds, then I open them slightly, hoping I won't see more of what I should not.

     What I see in the next second really takes my breath away. Jungkook with thousands of tears on the cheeks, with his right wrist full of blood, and with a blade in the other. I have no idea how to react at this moment, but when I meet his doll's black eyes, when I notice that this time they are shining because of the tears and that they are completely empty, I immediately get on my knees in front of him.

     "Tae?" he asks like a whisper, then he seems to panic. "Wha... Why you-"

     "Shut up. "I  interrupt him and then I take off my shirt and cover his bloody wrist.

     "I... I-"

      "Jungkook, what the hell is in your head?" I raise my voice and look at him, but he looks at the floor. "How can you do that? Why are you doing this, Jungkook? " I continue and lower my tone, and when I notice how the tears in his eyes flow on the floor, I swallow in sec.

      He looks up as if in slow motion, then I feel the darkness and loneliness in his eyes eat me alive. I have no idea why my heart stings so hard.

     "Because it's the only way I can really feel alive. " he says in a tone full of sadness, and I have nothing more to say, so I do the first thing that comes to mind.

     I approach him and take him in my arms, only to be surprised again by his much too thin waist. And I have no idea why, or how, but when I feel my own left cheek wet, I know that Jungkook must be protected. I know I will help him. And I know... that stupid bet doesn't means nothing to me anymore.

     "I'm here, Jungkook. I'm here for you. " I whisper, and this time I'm not lying.

×××

 |Jungkoook's perspective|

    "How are you feeling?" Taaehyung asks me, and I just look at the floor.

     "I- I am fine." I manage to reply and I glance after at him.  "You really shouldn't miss classes for me today. "I  continue in a guilty tone, and he smiles.

    He approaches to my bed and then sits on the floor in front of me. I feel him looking at me far too carefully than I feel comfortable, and then I close my eyes for a few moments.

    "You're more important than some stupid courses. " he says later and I open my eyes to look at him in amazement.

     I... I am more important? Did I heard right?

     "What ... what did you say?"  I question him to be sure, and he gets up and sits down next to me on the bed, while my heart starts to beat way too fast than it should.

    "I said that you are more important." he repeats then I remember what he said last night. 

   "I'm here, Jungkook. I'm here for you. "

     Even now I don't understand if he said that because he felt sorry for me, or if he really wanted to say that. Probably the first part.

    "I... I-"

    "Jungkook, you're probably not ready to talk about what I saw last night, but I want you to know that I will be here, waiting to hear from you." he says and I am speechless. "I will be here to help you throw your sadness out of your soul, but I will not let you hurt yourself to do this. Instead, I will offer you my shoulders to cry on, especially since they are quite large." he says later in a happier tone, while I just look at him. "I will not let you destroy yourself, Jungkook. Because in the short time we've been roomates, I've realized that you're really pure. You love to help someone, but you hate being helped. But this time, no matter how stubborn you are, I will be even more so. Because this time ... I'll help you. " he finishes what he has to say, and I try hard not to cry again.

    I feel my heart warm, and a pleasant feeling cover my soul. Strange ... I feel like for the first time, I'm not really alone anymore. I look at him later and take a deep breath.

    "Can... Can I hug you, please?" I ask him in a low tone, and he ruffles my hair, then smiles. 

    "Even if I look tougher, know that I love hugs. " he says and I smile a little, then I hug him and close my eyes.

    And I can tell. I feel safe now. I feel like I can protect from myself. I feel like I found my safe place. In Taehyung's arms.

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