♟ Take yourself ♟

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- Dark blue eyes -

Jungkook's POV

It's been a week since the incident at the club. My mind can't seem to wrap around what happened, and why. The way he just fled, like something bad had happened, like something was revealed in a way. I sighed, shutting my textbook, finding myself unable to concentrate yet again.

What was it about him?

Why did I feel, so, what's the word, drawn to him. Why did I feel so fascinated, so intrigued? What was it that made me crave his touch, his attention, his warmth? Why? I groaned, laying my head upon my desk, the music playing softly in the background.

School started up again in two days, our week-long break soon coming to an end. I frowned at the thought, my head lifting up from the desk and staring out at the window. "What is it about you, V?" The name rolled off my tongue so easily like it was meant to.

Why V? What kind of name was that? Where did it even come from? I shook my head, pushing myself up from my chair, my eyes continuing to stare out my loft window, taking in the view. The sound of a door opening downstairs was heard, keys being tossed into a bowl following it.

"Kook! I'm home!" I hummed, walking down the stairs, heading to the living room to greet my friend. "Hey, Hobi." He flashed a bright smile, locking the door and sitting down on the couch. "How was work?" I asked, sitting opposite of him, resting my feet on the small table.

Yes, Hoseok lived with me, that's how I was able to afford the loft. Although, he spent more time with Yoongi at his place, so that's why I consider this loft mine. He hummed, throwing his head back on the pillows, sighing loudly. "Busy. No one seems to want to cook these days." I laughed, shrugging my shoulders. Hoseok worked two jobs.

"What do you expect? It's Friday, plus, fast food is good." He nodded, pulling out his phone and beginning to type. I figured he was probably texting Yoongi, his boyfriend. "Yo, there's a party at Jesse's. His parents are out of town for two weeks and he's got the house to himself!"

I groaned, rolling my eyes and standing up. "Cool." He stood up too, heading after me as I walked to the kitchen to make dinner for myself. "Dude, come on! You never go to parties!" I hummed, grabbing some vegetables, a cutting board, and a knife. "Has it ever crossed your mind that I don't like them?"

"Come on, please, Jungkook? Just this once? Jesse's parties are fucking legendary!" I sighed, cutting up some potatoes, sending a glare towards Hoseok. "By legendary you mean getting high off coke and drunk off vodka, yeah?" I snickered, shaking my head.

"Dude, I'm fucking sixteen. Don't you get that? I'm not trying to throw my life down the drain. I'm not trying to be like-" I stopped, biting my tongue to prevent myself from continuing. Hoseok groaned, sitting down on the island stool nearby.

"Jungkook, I get it. You're the goody two shoes of the group, but worrying about school twenty-four seven and studying day in and day out isn't a life, kid." I tensed up, knife clutched tightly in my hand. "The fuck did you call me?" Hoseok glared, eyes glued onto me.

"Quit bitching about that fucking nickname, yeah? So what, you are a kid, we all are. Stop being such a bitch for once and live, Jungkook." I felt anger bubble up within me, my hand throwing the knife straight down, watching it lodge itself in the wooden cutting board.

"Get out," I spat, eyes staring at the ground below me, my voice dropping an octave lower. "Get out of this fucking loft, now," I barked out, anger coursing through my veins, hands shaking violently. "Jungkook, look man, I didn't-"

"I SAID GET OUT!" I shouted, startling Hoseok, seeing him jump out of his seat and race towards the living room. "Since you believe getting high and drunk are the only ways of fucking living life, then be my guest and go get wasted," I spat, heading straight for the door and pulling it open.

"Have fun at your fucking party!" I screamed, pushing Hoseok outside and meeting his eyes. "Have fun living, Jung. Have fun getting fucking wasted," I snickered, throwing a jacket at him, hands shaking with rage. "But don't fucking call me when you need someone to pick you up. Don't fucking come running to me when you have no one else to go to."

I slammed the door, locking it right after, heading straight back to the kitchen. I wasn't even hungry anymore, the anger overpowering any feeling I once felt. I let out a scream, grabbing my jacket and keys, leaving the loft and locking the door.

I ran, ran from everything around me. I ran straight down the streets, sprinting through the roads with cars driving down them, heading straight for a place no one would ever find me. I wanted to hide and never be found again.

I raced past an old pickup truck, sprinting down the sidewalk and heading for the forest not too far from here. The truck drove right beside me, the males within the truck shouting out for me to stop, to let them give me a ride home.

I'm not stupid. I know these guys are up to no good. I ignored them, sprinting faster, seeing them park their truck on the side of the highway, getting off, and shutting the doors. I dove into the forest, racing past the trees, letting the darkness provide a disguise.

They followed me in, running right after me, my heart beginning to race in my chest. I gulped, pulling the hood of my jacket over my head, trying to run faster despite the burning of my lunges. I couldn't let them catch up to me, who knows what they wanted from a teen like myself.

I yelped, tripping over an overgrown root, my foot twisting as I fell to the ground, the thump heard throughout the forest. I whimpered, looking down at my ankle, pain hitting my body. "Fuck. No, no, please." I pulled my pant leg up, wanting to burst into tears when I caught sight of my ankle.

I sprained it.

I pushed myself back, seeing the men from the pickup truck nearing me, creepy smiles upon their faces. "Did someone hurt themselves?" I kept quiet, trying to back away, tears brimming in my eyes. "We just want to have some fun, kid." I froze, tears spilling from my eyes, body tensing up.

The men in front of me laughed, walking even closer, a scream building up in my throat. "Stop! Get away!" I shouted, voice high and fear laced within it. I did my best to back away, the pain hitting my body, a loud cry leaving my lips.

They surrounded me, leaning down, hands grabbing my arms and legs. I screamed loudly, hearing them laugh, my eyes shut tightly. "You walked right into this one." I shook my head, attempting to kick and punch, scream loud enough for someone to hear. My heart was racing, my body shaking with fear.

No, please!

A deep growl was heard from the woods, my eyes snapping open, head whipping around to see a large black wolf just over twenty feet away from me. I wanted to scream again, his teeth bared and eyes this deadly deep blue color. I gulped, my voice vanishing, my body tensing up tightly.

Oh my god, I'm going to die.

The wolf raced forward, dirt lifting up from the ground, another growl leaving his lips. I shut my eyes, expecting the worst, preparing myself for excruciating pain. I heard screams from the men holding me down, my eyes snapping right back open to see the wolf practically standing above me, attacking the men.

I was frozen, unable to look away as this massive black wolf shielded me from these men, his teeth biting down on their arms and shoulders, tearing apart the skin. It was gruesome, gory, and there was so much blood, but I couldn't even look away.

I couldn't move, couldn't blink, couldn't even breathe. I was frozen, completely frozen, my eyes wide and lips parted open. The men tried to flee, screaming in pain as the wolf tore their limbs apart, bringing about excruciating pain as they began to fall to the ground.

Their breathing stopped, eyes wide open as blood poured from their bodies. I regained control of my body, gasping loudly causing the wolf to snap his head around, locking eyes with me. He growled, my body shaking violently with fear, my eyes shutting and hands stretching out in front of me.

"Please! Please, don't! Don't hurt me! Please!" I begged, knowing damn well it wouldn't do anything. This wolf was vicious, angry, and downright dangerous, my chances of living were so low. I was going to die, hearing their footsteps approach, my body tensing, tears spilling from my eyes again.

This is it.

I'm going to die.

I waited, the silence of the forest making me grow anxious, my body continuing to shake with fear. I slowly opened my eyes, seeing the wolf hover over me, my eyes widening in shock then shutting again. "Oh my god," I whispered so quietly it was practically inaudible.

I opened my eyes again, my gaze meeting the wolf's, a deep growl emitting from him. I yelped, covering my face with my hands, barely covering my eyes. I could see the wolf looking deep into the forest, almost like he was lost in thought.

He stepped to the side, sitting down beside me, eyes remained glued on my small frame. I slowly removed my hands, studying this wolf. It was black, like the color of the midnight sky, the color of a room with absolutely no light. It was a scary type of black, screaming nothing but darkness.

His eyes were this deep blue color, ones that made me gulp. I was unable to look at this wolf in the eyes, the color screaming dangerous. This wolf was massive, a size I never would have imagined possible. It was bigger than me, bigger than the average-sized human.

More footsteps were heard from the forest, my head snapping around to see two more wolves, their coats being dark grey. Their eyes were blood red and almost glowing, teeth bared dangerously. I froze in my spot, knowing well enough that I was definitely their meal tonight.

I could see my vision fading in and out, turning black then returning back to normal. I gulped, palms sweaty and hands shaking badly. The wolf growled, standing above me, teeth bared as he growled at the two other wolves.

They looked like there were having a conversation, but, internally? That can't be possible, right? No! Jungkook that isn't possible! Wolves don't have some inhuman super ability to talk within their minds, no, that's stupid. How far gone are you?

The black wolf looked down at me again, growling lowly, my eyes shut tightly. "Please..." I whispered, unable to move, unable to do anything. My breathing was ragged and my chest was heaving up and down, the fear being too much for me to handle.

The wolf shook its head, much like a human would, walking towards my feet and laying down on the ground. One paw rested on my right leg while the other was placed firmly on the dirt. I froze, looking at the wolf with wide eyes. He stared at me, nudging my leg.

I gulped, pulling my pant leg up, sitting upright, and laughing humorlessly to myself. What am I doing? I'm sitting down, in the middle of the woods, with these three massive wolves surrounding me! Yet I'm not trying to flee?!

The wolf licked my ankle, a yelp emitting from me. I looked down, seeing the semi swollen flesh beginning to return to normal, the pain leaving my body in seconds. What the fuck? How did- how did the wolf do that? What?

The wolf stood up, his eyes meeting mine for a second, body slowly inching towards my own. The two other wolves walked beside me, eyes seeming to scan over my body. These wolves, they seemed so, so, what's the goddamn word?!

So humanlike! The way their eyes seemed to gaze into my own and the way they moved about just screamed human. But that, that wasn't possible, right? There was no way that was! They're just wolves, right?

The black wolf nudged my back, pushing my forward. I took it as a sign to stand up, my eyes wide and body tensed. I gulped, putting pressure on my ankle, not feeling the pain anymore. I slowly tried to stand, my legs shaking from the fear I felt within me.

When I was on my feet, I felt my legs wobble, my body almost falling. The wolf ended up in front of me, my arms wrapping around his back to steady myself. I gulped, meeting his eyes again, almost screaming in fear when he bared his teeth.

I regained my balance, seeing the two dark grey wolves begin to turn around and head back into the dark woods, glancing back at the black wolf once more. I gulped, looking at the wolf, seeing him slowly back away from me.

His eyes met mine for a millisecond, body turning away and running into the woods, vanishing into the darkness. I was left standing in the woods by myself, completely baffled and shaking with fear.

What the fuck just happened?

I began to walk, looking down at my ankle, the pain I initially felt completely gone and my ankle returning back to normal. I made it out of the woods, seeing the pickup truck still parked on the side of the highway, keys in the ignition.

Do I walk home, or steal the truck?

I shook my head, not wanting to risk what happened a little over ten minutes ago. I hopped into the truck, putting it in drive and speeding back home, parking the truck a few blocks down from my loft. I walked the rest of the blocks home, entering the house and locking the door.

It was silent and the lights were on. I sat on the couch, silent, eyes focused on the table while my mind just seemed to race. Wolves in Colorado. Were there wolves in Colorado? If there were, were they as big as those three?

Why did those three wolves act so humanlike too? Their actions, the way they stared at me and often held gazes, animals don't do that, right? I've never seen an animal lock gazes with me for a while, almost like they were scanning over me in a way.

What was with those wolves? They weren't normal, no fucking way that they were. They were too big, too humanlike to be normal wolves! And on top of that, they seemed to somehow be communicating with one another?

Why did that black wolf protect me? Why did he save me from the men but not kill me off as he killed them? Why did he spare me?! And how did he heal my ankle?! I sighed, shaking my head, laughing at the possibility that I might be insane.

I can't tell anyone. They won't believe me and they'll most definitely think I've gone insane. I can't tell Jin, nor Hobi, nor Yoongi. I can't even tell Jacob. No one. What happened to me tonight will remain something no one will ever find out.

I grabbed a glass of water, splashing a bit on my face and chugging the rest down. I'm so going insane. I sighed, throwing my face in my hands, closing my eyes. My breath hitched when I saw those deadly dark blue eyes, body freezing in fear.

Then I shot my head up, my eyes widening, jaw-dropping open in shock. Those wolves, they aren't normal wolves. Those wolves are something else, something beyond just animals. I gulped, thinking about those dark blue eyes.

"Wait a minute," I whispered aloud, freezing in my spot, my eyes wide and filled with shock. "His eyes were blue the whole entire time, when he killed those men and when he protected me," I whispered, knowing I was going insane as the seconds passed.

"But then, why were they brown when he ran away?"

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He's slowly but surely cracking the case, haha. Taehyung may just have revealed something to Jungkook that he shouldn't have. Blue eyes changing to brown, how long will their identity remain a secret from Jungkook?

When will these two mates meet up again? And where?

How long will it take before Jungkook figures it all out?

I purple you 💜

~Pisanthrophobia.