Bunny - The Tragedy || A Jeon Jungkook Fanfiction ||

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A coquetted bunny?

The exact same phrase has been repeating in your head for the past three hours. A mere glance of a tiny creature resembling a small rabbit with coquette knotted around its ears had put you in absolute daze.

'An animal in Celline's building, that on the 32nd floor, appearing out of nowhere and dashing into nowhere, that too at this hour?'

Your eyebrows balled automatically into a displeased frown then you shake your head simultaneously to clear off the thought.

' This sounds so imaginary to be real. Gosh! I'm really getting crazier or it's just insomnia?'

You shrugged your thoughts off before breaking out of the bubble of your useless thoughts. Your fingers that were stuck in mid air now dropped down back on the keyboard along with your eyes and focus back on the screen.

More minutes passed but the single thought stuck in your head like nothing. Every few minutes you would zone out to fight a battle with  your conscience and would be pulled out of your trance after refusing to believe your sixth sense.

Minutes took a turn to complete an hour, increasing anxiety and curiosity in you. Thence, finally you accepted your defeat, letting out a huge sigh and throwing your head back on the head rest of your armchair. You massaged your temples, trying to ease your brain which ticked like time bomb, ready for blasting any second if the thriller isn't solved.

' checking around once wouldn't cost me anything, anyways.'

You nodded to the idea, standing up on your feet to solve the mystery. Just like a typical dumb antagonist in a thriller, who, instead of running away, dumbly tries to catch the ghost ; you were there ready to clamp down the imaginary soul of the pink-ribbon-bunny.

You stepped out of your cabin, only to be met with the pindrop quietness and leaden corridors of Celline.

And it really didn't surprise you though, there's actually no need to keep the lights switched onn on the floor for only one person, a few dim lights here and there along with the ones in your cabin were just enough, that's what you believed.

So there you were, wandering in the dark and shady corridor with nothing but just the flashlight of your phone in hand.

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~ The Director's Cabin ~
a.k.a
Kim taehyung's cabin

The bunny furled itself in a tiny ball of fur which lay tucked inside taehyung's lower drawer, between the bundle of neatly folded spare clothes. It momentarily shivered in its place, not because of cold but because of fear.

As much as it wanted to reach to you, the lights suddenly went off, blinding its vision for a moment and other moment, it striked it like bolt of lightning, surging a wave of panick and undeniable anxiety within its nerves.

What else? Jungkook's phobia of ghosts and darkness. Phasmophobia.

And that moment, it couldn't think of anything which caused it to sprint and barge into any door with an unlocked door.

Since then, it hasn't been able to move a single inch from its safe space which proved to be  taehyung's lower drawer of spare clothes.

The drawer was wide open, haunting the bunny to an extent but luckily there were piles clothes, which it digged and secured sat in between, nonetheless trembling.