Jungkook (last minutes)

– Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The prison cell smelled of dampness and fear. Jungkook sat on the floor, leaning against the wall, and Taehyung settled at his feet, resting his head on his lap. Occasionally, footsteps sounded outside, and they froze, listening to the sound fade away.

Taehyung traced his fingers over the worn fabric of Jungkook's pants, tracing invisible patterns. His touches were light, as if he were afraid to crush the fragile moment. Jungkook looked at his eyelashes, casting shadows on his cheeks in the dim lamplight.

"Is it cold?" Jungkook asked quietly, touching Taehyung's temple. He shook his head without opening his eyes. His breathing was even, too even for someone who would greet the dawn by the wall.

Jungkook allowed himself to rest his hand on Taehyung's curly hair, memorizing its texture. He thought of simple things: the taste of the morning coffee they wouldn't share, Taehyung's laughter when he lost at games, the way the sunlight fell on his shoulders in the cozy little apartment.

Taehyung opened his eyes and looked up. There was no panic in his gaze, only a deep, bottomless weariness. “It’s a shame,” he whispered, “that everything ends this way.”

A smile tugged at the corners of Jungkook's lips. He leaned in until their foreheads touched. The sound of scraping metal could be heard outside—the guards were being changed.

"You know what I'm thinking about?" Jungkook's voice was barely audible. "About that rain. Remember? We were soaking wet, and you said the heavens were blessing us."

“And they just spat on us,” Taehyung snorted, but his eyes got wet.

Jungkook ran his thumb down his cheek, wiping away the telltale wetness. "It's not the end," Jungkook said, and it sounded not like hope, but like fact. A simple, quiet statement.

"I know," Taehyung replied, closing his eyes again. "It's just that the next morning will come without us."

They remained silent as the clock outside the walls counted down its final circles. When the first, still sleepy voices were heard in the hallway, Jungkook leaned close to Taehyung's ear, and his whisper was like a prayer:

• In the next life, I will find you first. I promise.

Same-sex love is prohibited, which means they will soon be executed