Once upon a dream

Not a Ghost

The name on the card wasn't one he recognized. "They had my picture?"

"Mm, they didn't seem the type to be Cho's men. They didn't say Cho's name to be specific but they implied that they weren't with them. I don't know why but I feel like we can trust them" Yoongi said this even remembering how suspicious they were, he was chalking it up to intuition.

"I don't know hyung, with everything going on I don't think we should call them"

Yoongi had just returned and informed Jungkook of what was happening outside. Not many people were walking about but a multitude of cars were driving around with no destination in mind. Definitely looking for him.

It had been a few hours since he had arrived here and it was already growing dark outside. Yet he still couldn't stop thinking about his dream hyung. What if his dream ended up going to the Cho's and he wasn't there? Should he go back just in case? He shook his head at his own thoughts. How could he even come up with that idea? There wasn't enough money in the world that could be offered for him to go back there. If he did, Kwan wouldn't let him be, he knew that if he were to get caught by Kwan that-that would be the end of him. There's no telling the lengths that psycho would go to with him.

He sat on his makeshift bed hoping sleep would take over once again as he maybe got an hour of it before Yoongi had returned. He startled and nearly fell to the floor when the doorbell rang followed by loud knocking. Almost immediately he sat straight again and his gaze met Yoongi's. Both seemed to be thinking the same thing.

Yoongi stood quickly and with careful steps walked towards his front door. He motioned for Jungkook with his hand to hide somewhere. The younger silently stood with a rapid beat in his heart and crept slowly to the kitchen and grabbed a steak knife, sliding himself to the floor behind the kitchen island. Everything happening too quickly around him and he couldn't think straight.

His fingers trembled without restraint as he gripped the knife in his hand. When he heard Yoongi opening the door it was as if his heart was palpitating outside of his body. The nerves eating at his conscious thoughts as he expected the worse.

"Yes, can I help you?" Jungkook wasn't sure how Yoongi was able to sound calm and relaxed. If it were him he'd be sweating up a storm and stumbling over his words.

A deep voice responded but it wasn't his hyungs, he would recognize his dreams anywhere. But this wasn't it, this was someone different and his mind envisioned the eldest Cho standing behind whoever was talking. Tears gathered in his eyes and he fought the tremble passing through his body as his breaths got heavier. Panic was eating at him and his last encounter with Kwan was playing with him.

"Jeon Jungkook, do you know him?"

"I already told the two behind you that I don't"

The two behind? Jungkook heard the clear voice of Yoongi loudly. The ones he had told him about, they were here too? Was Yoongi wrong? They were with the Cho's?

"Right, but they believe that you are hiding something and now judging by your reaction I believe they are right"

His reaction?

Jungkook held the knife to his chest, he could hear a scuffle and Yoongi's voice saying something but it was all jumbled in his head. The pounding in his heart was creating a panic of sounds that reverberated and swirled around his body. Footsteps were coming closer and he shook his head trying to hear how many.

Not Yoongi, that's all he knew.

Sounds started to overlap each other and he could hear shuffling around. They were looking for something, him, they were looking for him.