MANIA

Part 44

Darkness surrounds Y/N.

A calming, quiet darkness that settles within her mind as she rests. One that she allows herself to get lost in, drowning in the stillness for however long that she can.

Time passes, Y/N's sure of it. Though, she's not quite sure how long she spends within the confines of her own mind. What she thinks she does know, however, is that she is safe.

No sense of danger forebodes within her subconsciousness for the moment. A fact of which makes breathing all the easier.

Or perhaps she's already dead.

No. That's not right.

Through the darkness, memories begin to appear. Vaguely, Y/N sees the remains of a completely decimated dance studio, an almost unrecognizable corpse twisted off to the side. In the back of her mind, she recalls being surrounded by eight sobbing figures, holding onto her as tightly as she had been clinging onto them.

It wasn't all a dream, was it? Y/N hopes beyond everything that it wasn't. That when she wakes up, she'll be back in her room, surrounded once more by all eight of her Queens who are sure to be watching over her right this very instant.

Y/N doesn't think she'd survive if that isn't the case.

Slowly, she feels herself walking somewhere within the confines of her mind.

A faint glow begins to get brighter and brighter, drawing her towards it with every passing second. Once she reaches it, and without any hesitation, she steps through the blinding threshold, allowing the warmth to embrace her once more.

The soft light of the afternoon sun filters through Y/N's room, casting a faint glow over the entire area. Eight girls are scattered around her sleeping figure, some sitting on chairs, while a few lay on the couches just off to the side.

Two girls lay beside her, gently cradling her resting form in their arms as two more shapes lay on top of her body in whatever ways that they can.

To the side, her door rests open just a crack.

A soft groan draws all of their attention to Y/N's form beginning to move on the bed. Immediately, Jennie is sitting up from her position on Y/N's couch, while Lisa pops up to peer over the back of the other, eyes locked on Y/N's figure.

Rosé shifts to the edge of her seat, of which she had pulled right beside Y/N's bed in order to rest as close as she could to Y/N. It was no longer Rosé's turn to lay beside Y/N for the moment, so this was the next best option.
Jisoo sits right next to her, mirroring the younger girl's position as she leans forward, hands desperately clinging onto the arms of her chair.

All of them watch Y/N's eyes begin to flit around beneath her lids before blinking open.

"Darling," Mina chokes on a sob as she clings to Y/N, immediately pulling Y/N into her arms and pressing her lips against the side of Y/N's temple.

In the blink of an eye, both Lisa and Jennie are there, sitting on the end of Y/N's bed and staring at Y/N with tears in their eyes.

A sight which Y/N notice both Rosé and Jisoo mirror in the next moment.

A hand seems to be held in Y/N's, resting carefully over her heart as she feels it squeezes her own. That's when she notices Nayeon resting on her opposite side, tears streaming down the girl's face as Nayeon holds onto her for dear life.