› ✶ 𝗔 𝗕 𝗢 𝗨 𝗧 𝗢 𝗨 𝗥 𝗟 𝗢 𝗩 𝗘 𓈈 〻 ⾦
"Y/N why you aren't asleep?"
"It's hard to sleep when you are at a war with yourself..."
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If you heard anyone...
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Thantophobia. That was the phobia wich took over Sham's body the moment she heard Haru.
It was a phobia of loosing someone you love.
Loosing her son.
Joe.
Who looked exactly like his dad. Eye smile. Chubby cheeks. Soft hair and a small nose. Giggly and bubbly. Everything you want to be a cute human being.
Loosing her best friend.
Y/N.
Who she cared about as much as she cared about her own sister. Or more than that to be honest.
Sham screamed out her son's name as she ran behind Jimin at full speed towards the sea. Jungkook and Taehyung were already swimming in the sea, searching for the two humans. Areum was trying to hold back the crying mother, who was trying to go into the merciless water before her.
She looked at her husband, who was tugging at his hair as he looked at his two friends in the water trying to find his drowned son. "Why are you standing there Jimin?! Go bring my Joe back!" Sham cried out.
Jimin was in his own world. The one which was filled with nothing but the fear of loosing the part of his life. His son. His prince. His one and only pumpkin. However, when he felt the warm hands he was used to, he turned around and saw tears flowing out from Sham's eyes like water fall.
"Go! Why- Jimin Joe is in the water!"
And he snapped out. He quickly took off his shirt and jumped in the sea water which he hated at that moment for stealing his Joe.
In that moment Yoongi and Chohee came back from thier walk, and were immediately frozen when they saw the Mother crying and screaming out her son's name.
Meanwhile, in the waving water Taehyung was in charge of finding Y/N.
Y/N.
As if the unclear sight of under the water, the small amounts of oxygen he'd take every few minutes, and the cold water wasn't hard enough, the pain in his heart - the fear of loosing her - the thought of her being helpless and breathe less made it even harder for him.
But that didn't stop him. He wasn't planing on giving up. He was ready to risk everything. Even his life.
A good woman is a good woman. That's why he wanted her back. Wanted to take her back from the ocean. Wanted her again.
He submerged himself again, and that was when he saw a body. It wasn't Joe, not any other humans body. It was the good woman's body. Helplessly, unconsciously, and breathlessly sinking further down.
He swam faster, pushing himself quicker towards her.
He hooked his arms around her torso and began pulling her up toward the surface of the sea with himself, fighting for the life that was slowly leaving her body.
