(Jungkook's POV)

"Alright, Hoseok, Yoongi, and Jimin are meeting us at the airport. Jin and Namjoon are already there." I stood on the porch glancing to the street.

"Jungkook, if she didn't even reply to your text she's not going to come." He said gently, taking my hand. "Plus it's 1 am."

"I know." I didn't want to admit it. I had texted my mom I'd be leaving the country, I didn't even tell her for how long. Hoping she'd reply, even with a simple, 'okay' would've meant the world to me. I don't know why I even bothered.

"Are you okay?" My attention went back to Taehyung.

"Definitely." I smiled, letting him lead me to the car. Well not 100% true, but I will be.

***

"Isn't that cute?" Jin cooed while I kneeled in my chair to look behind me. We had literally just gotten onto the plane and those 3 were already fast asleep. Hoseok was in the middle, his head back as light snores left his mouth. Yoongi was to his left, his head was leaning on Hoseok's shoulder, which I was pretty sure he was drooling on. Jimin had his head laid in Hoseok's lap, with Hoseok's hand curled in the blondes hair.

"So cute." Namjoon pretended to gag, but it was obvious he found it adorable as well. Jin was in the aisle seat, Namjoon next to him. They were in the row next to us.

"I've never been in first class before." I said excitedly, slightly bouncing in my seat.

"Have we decided who's sharing rooms with who?" Jin asked, there had been a whole argument before hand while waiting for the plane.

"Yeah, everyone's with who they're sitting with now." Taehyung said before closing his eyes, it is 2:30 in the morning.

***

"That was the longest flight of my entire life." Jimin yawned, dragging his suitcase behind him.

"We're sleeping, meet up in the morning, goodnight." Namjoon used his keycard and he and Jin were gone in seconds. We said goodnight to everybody else before going into our room.

"Woah."

(Because I'm lazy af and don't feel like describing anything👌)

"The view is amazing." I smiled at the night skyline, the buildings lighting up in the darkness. I heard the suitcases drop and when I turned around Taehyung was already passed out. Smiling I walked over to him, unlacing his shoes that luckily had not touched the bed. I took of his shoes before pushing his legs onto the bed.

I changed into my boxers and one of Taehyung's T-shirt's before covering both Taehyung and I in the blankets. Sleep soon following suit.

I opened my eyes, my vision was blurry. I blinked and it was clear, then realizing it was tears that blurred my sight. The saltiness of the mixture between sweat and tears tasted bitter on my tongue as I gasped for air.

"D-don't...do this." I can't breath, why can't I breath?

"Why not?" His words echoed through the small room, voice laced with venom and spite. "Your dad, all...5 step dads? Your mom. Everyone else will soon." I felt his fingers tighten around my neck.

"Please." I whimpered, wanting to hold on but my hands were not in my control.

"You're pathetic." He spat, a smile soon taking over his face.

"I c-can change! Just tell me what to do, I can do it! Just don't leave...please." Suddenly I could move my hands again and I was latching onto him, anything to stop him. He was walking towards the door, my attempts were insignificant.

He looked at me, hatred in his eyes. My hands were pulled back while I couldn't do anything but watch him go.

"Don't leave, don't leave." He disappeared behind the door but I could hear his laugh. The walls started coming closer and closer, less and less space. And I can't breath again, "please!" I screamed but the walls only descended faster.

"Please, please." Then suddenly I'm not in the room anymore, i'm in his arms, while he rocks me back and forth.

"You're okay baby, breath for me." He says softly, wiping the sweaty hair away from my face.

"Don't leave." I latch onto him, he kisses my forehead and tells me he's not going anywhere. That it was only a nightmare.

***

(Taehyung's POV)

"We've had breakfast sent up. You guys can eat downstairs."

"Jungkook's okay?"

"Yeah he's alright. We can meet in the lobby in maybe...2 hours?"

"Course, I'll let the others know." Jimin hung up, I put my phone on one of the tables before going back to the bed.

"Are you sure-" I sat down slightly behind him, he quickly glanced at me before looking down at the food.

"I'm fine, just a nightmare, everyone has nightmares. No big deal." He put his mostly eaten plate on the dresser before wiping any crumbs off the bed.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I tried, rubbing his shoulders as he leaned into me.

(Jungkook's POV)

"I didn't mean to sound so needy earlier. I don't want you to stay with me because you feel bad or like if you left me I would break or something. But if you break up with me can we at least still be friends because I don't think I can handle another person leaving my life completely. And I'm sorry I'm such a burden to you." I meant every word and he didn't interrupt me. Maybe he does want to break up? I wouldn't blame him.

"Do you want to break up?" He asked, no emotion in his voice. I turned around to face him, trying to gage what he was feeling but I couldn't decipher.

"No, never." I mumbled, looking down at my fingers. "But I don't want you to-"

"Jungkook listen to me." Taehyung's voice wavered slightly. I looked up at him, not ready for whatever he would say. "I'm with you because I love you. Not because I feel bad for you or feel like you're too fragile to leave. You're not a burden to me, you're in pain. Which is totally okay. Sometimes I think you may break up with me-"

"Why?" I asked quickly, watching as he bit his lip.

"I thought you may be like me, when I was with Yoongi. People left you, you felt unwanted. The first person to show you love, you might think you love them but maybe you were just craving that love that every person desires. And I wouldn't be mad at you, I'd understand."

"Taehyung I love you for you. Not because-"

"If you believe you love me for me. Then why can't you believe it when I tell you I love you for you. Because I do. I need you to know that." He cupped my face, wiping away a stray tear. "We've both had the people we loved the most leave us. And that hurts, it causes insecurities and trust issues. But if no one else I trust you, love you."

"Does it ever stop hurting?"

"Not completely, but it gets better once you realize the people you do have instead of the ones who are gone. All your friends, they really care about you, it'll get better. I promise."

I felt stupid, he loves me, I love him. If anyone knows exactly what I'm going through, it's him.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled, he only shook his head, laying it down on my shoulder.

"Are you up for going out today? I can tell the others if,"

"I'm up for it." I smiled when he looked at me. I pressed my lips onto his gently, pulling away quickly. "We should get dressed."

"Yeah."

"That was so sappy."

I know, I'm sorry...not sorry🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️