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Third person P.O.V

Unlike every past night, he had spent in that cabin, it was one of the most silent, not even the distant growls could be heard. The dull throbs in his heart that were continuously poking him, mocking him for believing and falling for the older so easily and so badly.

Taehyung blinked his eyes, too tired to even move his fingers, not because he was physically exhausted but because his mind was too numb to think rationally anymore. He couldn't believe that the person, his hyung, the one he fell for, just forced him to stay in the place that was killing him slowly.

He wasn't blind to see those sad eyes, but why the other was hurting himself so brutally, doing the same with his heart as well? The way he was embracing him gently like he was the most important part of his life, was a clear sign that he was being loved in the weirdest way ever.

Sighing in distress, he finally sat up on the bed to feel a warm blanket on his frame that he couldn't feel before, too much focused on his ruined life. His frown deepened when he noticed a medium-sized leather bag beside the table and also a small shopping bag.

Ignoring the numbness in his limbs, he walked to the leather bag and bit his lips when he saw some warm clothes inside that. The other bag was filled with snacks, ramen packets, and a few juice packs.

"Oh, you are awake." Taehyung slightly flinched when the other spoke, still standing in the doorway of the cabin, a small smile on his perfect lips.

Jungkook turned his lips in the shape of a small 'o' when Taehyung kept glaring at him, slight confusion written on his face.

"Um- well, we have some good food and clothes now. I hope you like them." Scratching his nape a little, he sheepishly informed the younger who had a blank face.

Exactly, weird.

"How are you feeling now?" Taehyung gritted his teeth to keep his bitter remarks within his mouth.

A soft sigh of defeat left Jungkook's lips when the silver-headed continued to give him a silent treatment, again! Avoiding the pangs in his heart, he simply made his way to the other, not before closing the door.

"Hey, are you still mad at me? Baby, please don't be like that." The voice was like a whisper, a very... very tired whisper but Taehyung was more focused on the eyes that had something else hidden inside. 

"Please, say something, love." The stretched hand was left midway when Taehyung walked away from him, going to the worn-out bed to throw the new blanket on the dusty wooden floor.

"I hate it all. Satisfied?" Taehyung spat in response, voice low but full of venom.

Jungkook clenched his jaw, feeling dejected when the other threw the blanket so harshly, without giving a second thought that how much he was excited to finally give the other more humane things in hell.

"Tae-"

"This is how I feel." The raven-haired closed his eyes for a brief moment, taking a deep breath to keep calm when the other stepped back to throw clothes from the leather bag as well.

"I feel frustrated, I feel awful..." A small push was delivered to the older's chest who didn't even stumble a bit but watched with blank eyes.

"I feel useless to even help myself!" Jungkook kept silent, softly biting his own lips before he hugged the other tightly, taking him by surprise.

"How do you feel when you get stabbed by the person whom you trust and love?" Taehyung softly inquired, not fighting much to get away from the warm embrace that was always welcoming his peace. Even when it wasn't like before, it was still like a drop of water in a scorching desert.

"How do you feel when you can't break free of the strains around your heart? Because I feel suffocated, so suffocated that it's difficult to breathe in peace." Jungkook only tightened his grip around the other's back and pulled him more to feel the other's slightly ragged breathing.

"I wish, I could let you breathe freely.. let you enjoy every second of your precious life.. but my sweet pup," He pulled back a bit to peck the other's forehead so gently only to leave a feather-like sensation on the skin.

"- all the wishes don't come true." Taehyung clenched his jaw this time, keeping his eyes cast downwards when more pecks were delivered to his skin.

"I'll try my best to provide you with everything. I'll make sure to make this cabin our sweet home." Taehyung scoffed at that, shaking his head in disappointment at the other's blabber.

"Home?" Taehyung retorted back with a glint of taunt but Jungkook was being a fool to notice that. "Yes, home, our sweet home, pup."

Hearing that, Taehyung pushed him back to trudge back to the bed, the older trailing behind him with concern-filled eyes.

"This isn't even a house to be exact, home is not in the question and sweet? You left nothing sweet between us." After muttering that, he entered the bathroom to cool down to think properly about his escape. Because staying there was only making him more and more insane than he ever thought to be.

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After spending a lot of time in the bath, Taehyung finally came out to see the cabin without any trace of the older. It was early morning, so he thought that maybe he left to fetch some water. Scanning the cabin, he hastily marched towards the door only to feel utterly disappointed when he noticed 3, no actually 5 ghouls standing near the fence.

"I'm literally stuck in hell." Grumbling to himself, he stomped back to the bed only to see the door of the cabin opening after a minute as the older entered with a few bottles of water.

Ignoring the presence of the raventte, he simply laid back on the bed, definitely keeping the new blanket away from his body. He could hear the voice of those boots, with every thump a sensation of being watched was so evident.

Jungkook didn't even try to say anything to the angry boy, as he was well aware of the storm going wild inside their minds. Keeping that thought in mind, he simply did his work, leaving the fuming silver-haired on the bed.

The cabin was deep in silence as the morning was blooming with all the colors of beauty, only a few things were missing- warmth that was disappearing among the cold ropes of broken trust, light that was being engulfed by the fears.

Taehyung frowned when the small noise of the footsteps halted before disappearing in a distance.

Did he leave again?

Licking his lips, he opened his eyes to find the cabin actually empty. His wandering gaze fell on the other door.

Heaving out a soft sigh, he poked the torch in his pocket to feel it there before going to the basement with the hope to open the barricaded door in that dark corridor.

The first hall was just like before, eerie and smelly but as he entered the long corridor, he heard some noise from the other hall. Trying to see anything in the vicinity, he moved the light from one corner to the other to find nothing to be the source of the former noise.

Shrugging that feeling off, he marched towards the second hall with good speed, just in case the raven haired come back and stop him again in his own twisted ways.

It wasn't the first time, but he was feeling extreme goosebumps this time like he was being watched by someone. His gaze was roaming here and there, not feeling an ounce of security even when he found no one in the surroundings but still, the feeling of being watched was too much.

"You're too much anxious, calm down Taehyung." Scolding himself, he gulped thickly as the last corridor was already there in front of him. Gazing lightly at the other doors that were shut closed by him last time, he heaved out a small sigh before entering the corridor.

It was like a super cliche horror movie scene when his torch suddenly went off, leaving him with a few curses rolling over his tongue and a sensation of not being alone.

"What's wrong with you!" Hitting the torch lightly on his own upper arm, he hissed in anger and frustration. Everything was literally against his freedom, something he started to dread a lot.

Should I go back?

But when he recalled that it was already daytime and he won't be needing the torch once he was out of the basement, he discarded that thought and traced the wall with his hand to reach the door.

With a loudly and unevenly beating heart, he trudged further only to halt with frozen limbs when his fingertips came in touch with something, or more precisely... someone.

It wasn't a lie when he literally stopped breathing for a whole minute when he heard a low chuckle, a deep but very threatening type of chuckle and the thing that made him regret coming down was, it wasn't of Jungkook.

There wasn't anyone before except for the dead bodies, Jungkook was already out of question and the six senses already made him alert that he ignored before.

His trembling hand slowly retreats back when his legs showed a little sign of moving backward as well. A soft cry of fear and pain left his bruised lips that he had been biting before when the person made another comment.. more like sang in a very creepy way.

"Shhhhh... don't try to escape from me~"

Taehyung's eyes widened, turning back hurriedly he just started to rush out of the place, torch fell off his hand in haste and he clearly heard the crunch of the plastic just after that, making him stumble out with more speed.

He wasn't sure how did he actually manage to get to the hall where medical equipment was laying broken while escaping the person who was still trailing behind him with low chuckles and those creepy comments.

"Argh." Stumbling on the broken pieces of equipment, he fell on his butt, landing directly on another one that came out as a small cylindrical rod with one broken and another flat end. Without wasting any more time, he took that in his hand and again managed to get up only to fall face first when his foot was tugged backward very harshly. 

"Leave me!" His cries echoed in the large hall as his other leg kicked the hand that was grabbing his foot and after a lot of effort, he managed to get out of the strong grip and rushed out of the place.

"Please.. please." The word kept on slipping past his lips without any specific purpose as he wasn't sure of the person behind him, all he knows that he had to get out of the place.

The staircase was slightly shaking the way the silver-haired was climbing up with heavy steps, leaving the other person behind.

"You can't escape, boy. This is a den and you are a prey, my prey." Taehyung tried to ignore the words when he finally reached the top of the staircase but just when he was about to step out, a loud shrill scream echoed in the whole cabin.

The person behind him started laughing like a crazy person, his figure still hidden in the darkness of the basement as the young boy cried on the strong pull on his leg, almost dragging the boy downstairs if it wasn't for the strong grip he had on the top floor edge.

"You are supposed to be my meal, I'm starved for so long~" Shivers ran down Taehyung's spine when another pull made him stumble back but he was holding tight for his dear life.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Sending harsh kicks on the hand, he succeeded in getting free again and was quick to rush upstairs.

Loud pants were leaving his chapped lips when he tried to cover the staircase again but a head suddenly popped up from the basement, making him cry in shock to see the person as he fell back with panic-filled eyes.

The person smirked, coming out of the basement with a very hungry glint in his eyes when he husked out lowly.

"It's time to devour the tastiest meal~"

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