The next couple of days were troubling for the both of us. Ever since hefty fight and that awful following morning, both of us started feeling uneasy and unsure of our emotions and thoughts. Being forced to take medication made us feel even more miserable. It suddenly changed everything, catching us completely off guard. Taehyung's dosage has been upped almost twice as much as the usual, and I was forced to take all my medication because of a promise I made to Sana. We were too confused without the medication, let alone taking so much of it and forgetting our trail of thoughts. The nights were the worst. We would take them and the entire night would be wasted, leaving us grumpy yet numb the entire next day until another dosage. Especially nights like this one.

"Mouse." I tiredly spoke, noticing his sleepiness. "Hmm?" He hummed, desperately trying to keep his eyes opened, the sleeping pills working taking a toll on him. He was sprawled out on the bed, his soft lips shut together as his head pointed to a ceiling. "Look. I put more daisies here." I spoke with a numb look on my face. Taehyung's tired out body barely moved as he listened to my words. "tae. Look." I desperately whispered, making him turn his head towards me. He managed to slightly pry his eyes open with a strong will of his brain. "They're beautiful." He whispered, observing the vase I slid across the table near the window. I taped a few to the wall, just like Taehyung always did when he would bring fresh daisies to the room.

"Are you okay?" I softly asked, only getting a hum of reassurement from him. "Come...here." He spoke and stretched his arm out to me. "I want to cuddle." He whispered. "You sure?" I questioned. "Let me feel you, even if I can't feel it." He spoke as his eyebrows furrowed, creating a confused face as his eyes were gently closed. He knew he was talking gibberish but couldn't stop his mind from doing so. "Ah, Mouse-" I shook my head and walked over to him. He looked so peaceful, yet in all that peacefulness there was such a reluctance that his own not drugged self tried to break through. Taehyung somehow managed to sit up, positioning his back to lean against the cold wall. I stood by the bed on his side until he gently grabbed my arm and pulled my entire body onto him, making me straddle his lap. I slightly stiffened, trying to dig out my sober self to observe if he's in pain. He scrunched his nose slightly, feeling some kind of discomfort for a brief second. His discomfort was soon replaced by a soft kiss he pressed onto my jawline, his lips lazily dragging themselves down my neck. I let him do what he wanted, arching my back at every touch I felt graze my skin. He stroked my bare thighs, playing with the hem of my panties. Taehyung's hand travelled to my heat, cupping me gently. I softly removed his hand away. "Taehyung-ah. Now? Really? You're going to fall asleep in a matter of seconds." I spoke gently as I timidly stroked his cheek. "Then don't let me fall asleep." Taehyung mumbled, guiding my hands to his crotch. "Mouse, no." I spoke and looked down, moving my hands away from him. "What's wrong, dah? You know I'd touch you even if I wasn't on my pills right now." He spoke and continued, this time opening his tired eyes almost fully. "I don't know why they are sedating me this much. I can touch you. Isn't that important?" He spoke, making me look into his eyes. "I get that, but Taehyung, you're not here to be able to touch me. There are a lot of other things that unfortunately got you stuck in here." I explained my thoughts, slighting shifting up and down his leg. He spread his legs a bit further, making me glance at his visible bulge.

"But, I just don't want to get sedated. It's so fucking annoying." He spoke as he shook his head, looking to his right as he instantly became upset. I stroked his cheek with my hand and guided his head back to look at me. He was slightly pouting, looking at me before he spoke again. "It makes me just run away from here. It gets bad, and I hate how everyone-Jimin, Hoseok, Namjoon, everyone knows where I am." He sighed again. "What did you talk about with Jimin and Hoseok?" I asked as I felt Taehyung stroke my upper arm. "The same stuff I talked about with Namjoon hyung. I don't want to go back to them, Dahyun. It's best if we all get separated like we did before, because it can only bring trouble." He gently explained, trying to desperately make sense. "But, Mouse-you shouldn't let those things bother you. You should just-" I tried to reason with him and comfort him, but Taehyung had something else in mind. "Let's run away together-" He quickly spoke, cutting me off. widened my eyes and felt my heart jump. I slowly scooted away from him, moving down his upper thighs to the position above his knees. "Mouse, don't speak nonsense. You're on a lot of meds right now, and-" I tried to speak but he cut me off again. "I'm serious." He spoke again, holding my hips so I couldn't get away from him. "That's ridiculous. Don't you know what could happen if they find us? If the police find you?" I spoke up and continued, staring deeply into his eyes. "The court told you that if you don't follow this program and try to escape this place, you might end up in prison-for for what you did. Don't say that stuff so easily, Mouse. It's not that simple-" I explained and moved away, escaping his grip on my hips. I tried to get off the bed, but he flipped me over, making my back hit the soft covers. He hovered over me and pressed his lips against my ear. "I can't stand being here the entire year. Who knows when you'll get out, too. What if you get out before me, or even worse, if you're stuck here for many years like you already are. How can you deal with that, dah?" he whispered and moved away from my ear as he pressed his forehead against mine.

"I'm tired of it too, Taehyung. But how can I leave after all these years? I'm scared what's out there. And I don't want to get in trouble." I spoke, trying to avoid the intense gaze he had on me. "But you don't have to face with your past. And I don't have to either. We can figure it out, together. I hate seeing you stay in here for so long. So long, and it's not helping at all." He spoke, his sentences slightly cut off, almost not making sense through his barely audible speech. "Taehyung. Don't risk your freedom for such a damaging life that's out there when we're on the run-" I tried to convince him it was a bad idea, feeling my breathing become quicker under him. "I'm not free." he cut me off, the pained expression appearing on his face. "No institution could ever help me accept what I did. I'm tortured by my own regrets. I can't escape that, dahyun-I can't." He spoke in a hurtful tone, making me softly kiss his lips. "It's better in here than in a prison, Mouse. how could you go there-" I spoke, only to get a distracted voice once again from him. "in prison, or here - it's all the same. Nothing won't change the fact how I feel when everywhere feels the same with my thoughts. I even deserve prison more-" he spoke again, but I immediately cut him off, reaching for his ear to softly press kisses and to speak. "You don't deserve to rot in prison, Taehyung. That man ruined your life. You would have never done what you did if things were different. And if you could turn back time." I spoke softly, making him slightly shiver. We spent almost a full minute in silence, our soft breaths becoming synchronized as he nuzzled his head towards my cheek and lips.

"Please, dahyun." He breathed out, making my neck tingle from his hot breath. "I don't know Taehyung, aren't you scared? Are you thinking this through?" I whispered, feeling myself come apart hopelessly. "I'm so scared. But I'd rather know what's it like to be far away from here. Far away from the pills. They're not going to find me. And I won't let them do anything to you. Let's just both start somewhere new. I finally have you." He bumbled and continued. "As long as you're with me, I have nothing left to lose-" he softly spoke, emotions washing over both of us. "Please, dah." he spoke as he lazily brushed his lips against mine. "We can figure out where to go-" He continued convincing me as my mind blanked out, focusing on my own thoughts

I always complained about this place. the way it only focused on medication and tried to desperately avoided any talk therapy, a comfort it could offer with words. Even when we would get offered to talk, the psychiatrists only focused on medication process we were forced to take to shut us up and make us feel numb as a main goal of each day. I started to give in to Taehyung's idea, somehow making more sense with every encouraging word he spoke. If I was alone, I couldn't escape this place. Having him with me might spark a new start. And why wouldn't I want to start my life? Why wouldn't I get away from everything bad that held me attached to this place? Away from family, away from a thought of Jungkook, away from the pills and forced conversations. Being with Taehyung while getting away seemed the only hopeful thing we could cherish guilt-free. Both being scared was comforting as much as it seemed difficult and hopeless.

"Stop." I spoke and pressed my finger onto his lips, shushing him from trying to convince me. He observed me with a stunned look on his face, waiting for me to speak. "Okay, Mouse. I'll go with you." I spoke as I greedily stared into his eyes. He couldn't believe my words for a brief second. After a few long seconds, he sighed in relief and leaned in to brush his forehead against mine. His lips lazily brushed against my bottom lip, devouring it. I parted my mouth and let him deepen the kiss. "Thank you." He clingily whispered, feeling himself finally wake up. I kissed him back, parting his lips open with my tongue. He took the initiative and started kissing me using his own tongue, making me choke out a moan as his broad chest blocked my view of the opposite side of the room. "Can I touch you?" I whispered in a greedy tone, making him slowly grind himself onto me. "Yeah, please. I really want that." He spoke, trying to convince me he's okay with it. "You're not going to feel bad in the morning?" I spoke again, restraining my hands from touching him. "I won't. I know I'm slightly drugged right now, but I would reassure you that I'm fine with it even if I wasn't." He spoke and continued, pressing his saliva coated lips against my ear. "I'll tell you when it hurts - but it's becoming more enjoyable every second. It's nothing like what happened that morning a few days ago." Taehyung spoke, making me close my eyes and focus on his words. "I just wasn't in a right mindset and I wanted to ask you to run away with me that morning. I was awake the whole time while I was holding you, dahyun." Taehyung sincerely spoke, making me notice the depth his voice and words reached. "Really?" I whispered, feeling his soft hair press against my lips. "I was over thinking it hard. And it made me snap. I promise I'll tell you the next time. I'm sorry I made you worried." Taehyung spoke, closing his eyes as he slowly blinked a few times. "Okay." I whisper whilst nodding, stroking his cheeks. He eased his head into the palms of my hands, softly letting out noises that I couldn't quite define.