Wanted

Chapter 12

"Hey? Hey?! Dude! What the hell, are you okay?" A voice brings me out of my trance. I blink, tears still dripping off my chin.
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He's gone.

'Did I have another hallucination?' My mouth lay agape, struggling to regain myself.

Students gawk at me with a mixture of fear and uneasiness. I heave, my eyes frantically searching over all the unfamiliar faces. The room begins to spin before a dark abyss consumes me.

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I groan in pain, rocking my body side to side as a way to wake myself up. My eyes slowly peel open, a bright light blinding my source of vision.

I wince lowly, closing my eyes once again. I was in two minds whether I should just fall back asleep or not due to the tiredness still present in my body.

A voice however, stops me from doing so. "Hyung? Hyung! Wake up please!" It sounds soft yet desperate, a voice that I have heard of many times before.

Something touches my shoulder, lightly shaking it to cause a disturbance in my half unconscious state.

Once again, I find myself leisurely reopening my brown orbs. It takes a few minutes to adjust to the world again but I soon find my gaze falling onto a small, brunette with a tinted green forehead.

I smile weakly, my hand achingly rises to ruffling his fringe. "Seaweed," I croak, almost frightening myself with my own voice.

Taehyung chokes out a mixture between a sob and a laugh, not even trying to correct me for using that awful nickname. "Hyung, you're okay!" He chimes, throwing his arms around me while snuggling close.

"What? Of course I'm okay." I murmur, a little confused as to why I'm here.

But then it hits me. My eyes expand while I frantically search the small room, "w-where is he?!? I saw him Tae!!" I scream, a weak cry similar to Taehyung's escapes my lips.

I feel him hug me tighter, his arms slightly shaking as an indication to let me know he's just as afraid.

I take deep breaths, trying to control my breathing so that I can comfort Taehyung properly. 'He needs me and here I am crying. Man up Hoseok!'

"Shhh, it's okay Taehyungie. Everything's okay now," I whisper, stroking his back while I slowly rock us.

Trembling hiccups emerge from the young boy but nonetheless, his cries cease. Even if he has grown, he's still just a kid in my eyes, so innocent and pure...but those bad people ripped that away from him like someone ripping off a bandage raw.

Faint sounds of snores could be heard from the brunette making me coo at his cuteness. I lay him down beside me in the single sized bed.

My eyes roam over his features, taking in ever inch of his sweetness. My fingers lightly brush away the tears stains that littered his slightly redden cheeks.