Lost (BTS Edition)(OT7xReader)

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I opened my eyes in shock and Namjoon also sat there for a moment with his mouth open, seemingly trying to process what Jimin had just told us. The shock felt like an eternity, but it wasn't even two seconds before the world turned again and life came back to us. Namjoon stood up a little too quickly and I reflexively grabbed his arm as he swayed slightly due to the pain in his foot caused by the careless movement. Jimin came over and offered Namjoon his arm, as he was better able to help him than I was, then Namjoon took one of his makeshift crutches leaning against the cupboard and hurried out of the plane with a limp, faster than I would have given him credit for. The others had also gathered on the beach and I saw Jin jumping up and down in the sand while waving his arms and screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Yahhhh... here we are... turn around please."

In the distance you could actually see a ship, it was black and red and didn't look like a cruise ship or a yacht, it was more like a big steamer, like the research ships Greenpeace had. Or I was completely wrong and it was a Japanese whaler. Unfortunately, the ship was far too far away, so they would never notice us.

"The flare gun... Every plane has one, right?" Taehyung asked and I nodded excitedly, whereupon he and Jungkook sprinted to the plane at the same time.

"There's one on the wall in the cockpit and there's another one in the back where the safety seats are, next to the window..." I called after them. They both came back shortly afterwards, holding one of the flare guns in their hands. Tae stretched his right arm straight up in the air and fired the flare.

"And how do we know that they've seen us?" asked Jimin and we looked helplessly at the ship, which was getting smaller and smaller on the horizon.

"A ship this size can't just turn around or stop like that... They probably couldn't get close enough to us to save us either, the best they can do is report somewhere that someone is looking for help," explained Namjoon and most of us pulled disappointed faces.

"That means we can only wait and see," Hobi concluded.

"And we have to hope that it wasn't an illegal whaler, because then they wouldn't say anything, because they shouldn't have been here..." interjected Yoongi.

"Well, actually... I honestly wouldn't mind staying here a little longer... I find it more relaxing here than any vacation I've ever had." Jungkook admitted and after a moment's thought, most people agreed with him. We didn't have it that bad here. When the ship was no longer visible, we prepared breakfast. There was a strange atmosphere, everyone was somehow lost in their own thoughts, including me... I was once again imagining what would happen to me if we were actually rescued. I just couldn't fight off these negative thoughts that kept telling me that the end of our adventure here would also mean the end of all contact with the boys. The fear gradually took over and as I didn't want to worry the boys, I set off alone into the forest so that I could finally let out the tears I had been holding back with such difficulty. When I was far enough away, I sat down on the ground and leaned against a tree, put my head on my knees and cried. After a while, I felt someone sit down next to me, gently lift me up and place me on his lap before gently pressing my head against his shoulder and wrapping his arms around me.

"Shhhhht, little one... no one should cry alone... not when there are so many comforting hugs waiting for you here... cry it out, you're welcome to sleep when you've calmed down too.... I'm not going away... I'll hold you until you feel better." Jin's soft voice reached my ear and I gratefully accepted this invitation.