You have replaced my nightmare with dreams, worries with happiness and the world with you.

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My eyes slowly opens up as a huge groan rips out of my throat. The ache around my body feels like someone has crushed me beneath huge rocks— I am at the same spot where I passed out before.

It was afternoon then and now it is night, I can sense that from my surroundings— it has started to look extra dangerous and shady.

I know I will be fine by myself but what did I even anticipate?

My surroundings to be converted into a hospital's emergency room with everyone surrounding me and asking me about my well being?

Anticipated the wrong situation, Goeun, it is not a drama.

I need to get out of here before the animals, especially nocturnals comes out to forage. Right now, I am barely enough to fight off a human or two and animals are another level— I, in no way can fight beasts.

Biting the inner skin of my mouth and inhaling deeply, even thinking of getting up is arising a dull pain in the back of my head and I don't know how loud I will cry out.

But I have to do that, so do I.

I get up in a swift move and initially for a few seconds, I heave out a sigh of relief after feeling no pain in my body.

But then everything falls apart.

My body creaks loudly, welcoming a sharp ache— my brain produces loud bangs.

"Is anyone there?" I whisper, my voice trembling with each word I utter, already knowing no one is there— I grab the branch of an almost fallen tree. All thanks to it's height and stiffness, it somehow balances me on my feet.

Guess I will have to walk and return back on my own.

And I start walking in no particular direction— I just walk straight with my hands continuously jumping over the barks or trunks of trees that are coming in my path. I am not in a position to handle my self, my body is too dysfunctional even. It indeed is quite risky for me to move out of my previous position, knowing I will not be able to protect myself from any danger.

All I can do is to pray for my safety.

"Answer- hear me- Goeum!"

As my foot falls on the dead leaves on the ground, between those scrunching sounds— a quite discontinuous sound emerges as I stop between my steps.

Where did it come from?

But then loud radio frequencies arises as I glance down and quickly thrash inside my pocket.

What is a walkie-talkie doing with me?

"Tae -- missing too!"

Tae missing too. What?

"Miyeon -- where?"

"Here -- crying."

Does it mean Miyeon went back and is safe so where the hell Taehyung went to?
To enjoy the picnic?

Is this a joke to him?

"Returned -- he -- inside the forest."

The voices are quite muffled and really unclear that it actually makes is difficult for me to interpret the meaning but once I do, my whole bloody self starts panicking.

That boy is literally alone in the woods and is trying to find me in this exceptional dark area while others are trying to find us both— shit.

Now I need to find him before he finds me.

Oh god.

But wait, if I can hear their voices then they can hear me too, right?

What if I speak or actually yell something and they hear it, even though it will be unclear but at least it will notify them about my safety.

As soon as I shoot the frequency up and bring the walkie talkie towards my mouth, my words gets stuck in my throat the second I hear the crackling of branch behind me.

I agree that for a second, I jump up out of fright. Looking behind with breathe still stuck in my throat, there is absolutely no one.

Same story, folks.

"Is there anyone?" I scream, loudly enough so that the person can hear me even if they are 5 metres away, but I get no response in return.

Except a set of arms being tightly wrapping around my waist, this is enough to freak me out of my wits.

And because I totally freaked out, this results in grabbing the arms of the intriguer in my grip and as a sudden reaction, I twist it within my hold so that the person can't do anything other than surrendering.

"Ow ow ow, Goeun my arms are hurting!"

The boy whines in pain as I widen my eyes.

Taehyung?

"The hell are you doing here, Taehyung?" I ask while instantly freeing his arm from my grip. But guess my body is too weak to bear my own weight as I turn too fast that welcomes another nauseating wave of painful dizziness.

I see his eyes widening, the ground beneath me seems to move as I close my eyes, my hands being way too slow to grab anything in order to save myself— I wait for my whole body to meet the floor beneath me.

But one of his arm snakes it's way around my waist, grabbing me tightly and in a second— I myself am surprised by his reflexes.

My vision fogs for a couple of minutes as everything in front of me turns out to be a mixture of every colour. The sharp edges of scenery turns out to be blurry from the edges as I blink again and again to bring back my normal visuals.

"Goeun!"

The urgency in his voice seems miles away from my approach— the pain pricks my head like a needle, I flinch internally. The boy in front of me is continuously throwing words at me, expecting a response too but my mind seems to be in an another dimension.

"I- I am okay," I stutter while trying to ease his worry.

"I am here and it is alright. You are alright-"

"I am not on my death bed Taehyung."

His over panicking self and the constant blabbering results in a chuckle of mine.

By now my mind is somehow cleared of worries, even though the pain is still cracking it's way but now that someone is there by my side, it actually feels bearable.

"Thank god you are safe Goeun otherwise I would have-" But he stops all of a sudden between his sentence.

"Tell me if you are fine or not, Goeun, please."

His pleadings snaps my eyes open, his voice is dripping from worry and continuous concern, and to be honest it actually flatters me.

Gulping, the dryness in my throat sends another wave of ache.

"It's okay, believe me, Taehyung."

"We need to return," He taps my upper arm— a sign of urgency.

"Wait a second, I will-"

"Wait," He grabs my arm when I move away in order to stand up on my own, but as a result of his grip, I fall back on the same place again.

"What?"

"Why are you getting up? You can't walk."

"Who said I can't walk?"

"Saw your state seconds ago, so I will be the incharge now," He announces.

"What are you, a school monitor?"

"One, two and three!" He whispers to himself and exhales deeply— in a swift move my arms find their way around his neck, his hands wraps around my legs. The position is absolutely dramatic but whatever is happening right now is all real.

The boy is holding me in his arms.

Wow.

During the whole way, the boy keeps on talking without any pause— about everything actually. He is being exceptionally talkative today, telling me about coming here to sharing his experiences in life— acting like nothing happened before.

Like he didn't just call me a monster.

"Goeun, are you alright?"

Taehyung's voice brings me back to the reality as I get startled for a second and eye his head that is in front of me.

"Yeah, I am."

But he eyes me rather suspiciously like he sensed my lie. How can he think that I am alright when my head is filled with blood— not flowing though, but my hair feels sticky because of the liquid that flowed before and on the top of that, he called me a monster.

"You are not listening because of pain right," He sighs as I shake my head, bringing a wave of dizziness again.

"I am listening, Taehyung."

But he sighs again. "I am apologising for what happened back there.." He mumbles. "I was out of my control and in the first place it wasn't really Miyeon's fault, I felt bad. You know well-"

"I get it, but.. nevermind."

I really don't know how to express my feelings, it feels like if I will then everything will just spill out of me.

"I am really sorry.." He murmurs again as I just hum in response.

But before he can say anything, my eyes locates the chaos occurring just meters away from our location, a number of individuals are busy doing shouting our names with extreme carefulness and concentration.

"Let me down, I will walk," I pat his shoulder, indicating him to let me go from but he frowns at my request.

"Why, do you feel awkward?"

And with those words said, I immediately take my previous words back.

He is one hell of a rock brain.

"No, actually-"

"You are wounded so my answer is no," He announces.

My heart rate quickens when I image the faces of my friends after witnessing my self being clutched within Taehyung's arms— no wonder they will be out of their wits soon.

All of a sudden, a small rock comes rolling beneath Taehyung's foot as he jerks away for a second— his little movement welcomes my heart in my throat as my face automatically gets buried in his neck.

There is no end of my embarrassment, the way I have acted pours immaturity itself and no one can tell that I am a well qualified agent.

"Oh, sorry."

He apologizes goofily while turning his head a little towards my face— his mere action flatters my heart as I turn my head away, almost forgetting about the mini-heart attack I had a while ago.

"Please be careful."

Only those words leaves my mouth and just when the boy nods, both of our eyes turns towards a very hyperactive Jimin who is currently running in our direction. In no seconds, he snatches me away from Taehyung and grabs me tightly in his embrace.

"Fuck. Goeun, you worried me way too much that my blood pressure is even more than the highest and my brain has stopped working properly with my whole body turning into nothing but corpse because I have done nothing other than worrying about you-"

"Sh, I am alright," I whisper in his ear and hug his blabbering self tightly.

I should be resting but right now Jimin is rambling that means he is completely out of his senses. No wonder he is scared to death while thinking that may be I am never returning back or even have died in the forest.

"Thank god Goeun and Miyeon told me everything so get ready for a serious lecture. First from me then Gyuri and then Namjoon," He says so in one breathe and kisses my temple. Although the information he gave me is quite scary but the sweet gesture indeed helped the situation. "But I am glad you made it safe, princess."

"Stop, I am big," I exaggerate and playfully pinch his waist. His reaction is totally opposite as he actually pulls me more towards him.

"Always small for me."

But then I feel two hard slaps on my back as I hiss from the sudden contact of force. This gesture is the last thing that I need when I am injured and somewhat frustrated too.

I groan irritatingly and turn around, only to meet a fuming Gyuri who literally has steam coming out of her ears.

And her hand movements are more violent than her.

I mean it.

"I am sorry, I am sorry! Stop Gyuri!" I exclaim but she is continuously slapping and punching and actioning, letting out her anger, worry and rage directly on me.

I mean yeah I agree that it is my fault but don't hit an already wounded person, please.

And seconds later, once she completes throwing all the emotions on me, she finally hugs me with her hands firmly pressed against my back— slightly over my bearable level.

"Goeun, you are wounded."

Either he noticed that I am flinching away from their mere touches or the frozen red liquid on my head— Taehyung mentions while eyeing me from top to bottom.

"What?"

"I am actually," I mutter as Gyuri instantly pushes me back and frowns while staring at my face, little too intensely like wanting to catch my white lie.

Have I even lied that much that Gyuri and Jimin, both are judging me right now?

During all this time of my interactions with Jimin, Gyuri and Taehyung, I didn't realise that every agent has gathered around us— each one of them looking at me with concern filled eyes.

"Here here."

I grab her face between my hands, stopping her eyes from roaming around every part of my body as slowly releasing her face, my hands move towards my head. Lifting my hair to show the spot where it is hurting the most, everyone's eyes widens up at my reveal in an instant, almost of the shape of tennis ball— no kidding.

"This is huge, Goeun!" Jimin scolds while grabbing my hand and pulling me to the infirmary tent.

"Jin and Jungkook will kill me," Jimin whispers to himself over and over again while taking out the necessary equipments in order to treat my wound.

Just when Jimin crouches down to my level, my head moves towards the other side and catches the agents observing me with their keen eyes. Waving my hand, I try to give them my biggest smile.

"I am fine, you all can go and rest, guys."

"I will stay here!"

Taehyung raises his hand and rushes forwards while softly pushing the agents away from his path— with him, Miyeon raises her's too.

"Same!" Dohee and Boram yell at the same time and scuttles towards the opposite bed.

"And it is obvious Jimin and Gyuri will be here, so it is a request to return to your cabins and rest for the day. Thank you so much for visiting and concerning for me."

I grin widely as I bet half of the agents must be thinking that I have probably hit my head rather hardly that I am smiling so freely in front of them. One by one, all of them walks outside while sending me a weird look as I turn my head towards my friends.

"For now, don't tell anyone about the incident," I mumble. "Don't, especially Jungkook." I eye Jimin.

"Of course! You really think I want to welcome my own death?" He exaggerates.

"But they will eventually get to know, sooner or later," Boram reasons while playing with the fabric of the chair that is ripped and looks up at me.

"Yeah, better think of an excuse in the mean time," Jimin advises while clicking his fingers.

"My mind is not functioning at all!" I exclaim and rub my face in frustration, causing my skin to turn into a light shade of pink.

"Can those people suggest something that are the reason why this chaos occurred?" Annoyingly enough, Boram calls those specific people as I grab her hand from saying anything further.

"It is no their fault, it is mine. I ran away from the main location, Taehyung just walked away to find me," I reason.

"Yeah, I also accompanied him in order to find you," Miyeon interrupts while batting her eyes at me.

"You should have taken care of the situation rather than saving your weak self first," Boram snickers, as a result Miyeon's eyes glimmers with the blue lights.

"Stop, don't you dare Miyeon," I warn her while raising my hand between them in order to stop the next set of happenings that basically contains Miyeon hypnotizing Boram.

"I will be there by Goeun's side at the time she explains Mr. Kim about the whole incident."

Taehyung elbows Miyeon once he finishes his offer. Guess the girl beside him has the least internet in the topic we are discussing as she scoffs. Glancing at Taehyung with, she nods ignorantly— I can't help but sigh.

"You guys better go and rest, I will be fine by tomorrow and join the practice."

"Are you kidding me? You will practice in this condition?"

Taehyung blurts out in his deep voice and glares at me. I bit my lip, feeling completely recessive in front of his death glare.

"Practicing doesn't even fall in the league, Goeun. Your health can get severe even if according to you, it is nothing. Better rest-"

A nudge from the side leads to his realization of the fact that he is saying a little too much than necessary.

Even though I like him rambling and worrying about me but at the same time I bet my face is turning bright red with the amount of concern he is dipping me in.

The way Jimin's eyes skip from me to him and then again me is making it quite awkward— for the first and last time, I am quite thankful to Miyeon for stopping him.

"Y-yeah we will see about it," I stutter out. "Go and rest, will meet tomorrow."

I wave them a pretty goodbye as slowly enough, they walk out of the tent, leaving me alone with a glass of water by my side as I sigh.