The Bangtan Chatroom [THE BTS CHATFIC]

┃CHAPTER 30┃

🎠 𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕗𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕖 🎠

Jin was the first to stir awake, the faint light of dawn just beginning to seep through the trees. It was around 6:00 a.m. when he emerged from his tent, stretching his limbs before quietly making his way to the truck. 

Inside, he gathered the essentials to freshen up, enjoying the peaceful solitude of the early morning. Once he was done, he returned to the campsite and began preparing breakfast for the younger members, humming softly to himself as he worked.

Meanwhile, not far from where Jin cooked, Jimin was trapped in the grip of a nightmare. His body twisted and turned beneath the covers, his face contorted with distress as he was plunged into a disturbing vision. 

In his dream, he saw glimpses of BTS— a version of BTS from a distant past, a group that had disbanded in 1992. The scenes flashed before him, disjointed and haunting: voices questioning their fears, headlines announcing tragic deaths, each more unsettling than the last.

Jimin could hear the despair in the voices of his bandmates as they confessed their deepest fears of death, but he couldn't see their faces. Instead, he was assaulted by the cold, clinical tones of news reports— These voices echoed in his mind, distant yet terrifyingly close, as if they were ghostly whispers from another time, another life.

But despite the terror and confusion, Jimin was powerless to wake himself up, stuck in this nightmarish limbo where the voices of a doomed past haunted his dreams.

Hoseok was jolted awake by the rustling sounds beside him. He blinked groggily, adjusting to the dim light inside the tent, and noticed Jimin twisting and turning, his face creased with a pained expression. Concern immediately flared in Hoseok's chest as he leaned over, gently shaking Jimin's shoulder.

"Jimin-ah... Jimin-ah!" Hoseok called out softly but firmly, his voice laced with worry.

Jimin's eyes snapped open at the sound of his name, his breath hitching as he was pulled out of the nightmare's grasp. A few stray tears, dried from the night, escaped the corners of his eyes as he blinked up at Hoseok, disoriented.

"Jimin, what's wrong? Are you having another episode?" Hoseok asked, his voice filled with concern.

Jimin quickly shook his head, forcing a small smile onto his face as he tried to reassure his hyung. "No, don't worry, hyung. It was just a nightmare... something that happens once in a blue moon," he lied, hoping to downplay the severity of what he'd just experienced. 

The last thing he wanted was to add more tension to the trip, especially after everything they had been through. He didn't want to burden the others or have them scrutinize this incident too closely. They deserved to enjoy this trip without any more drama.

Hoseok studied him for a moment, his worry not entirely dispelled, but he nodded slowly, choosing to trust Jimin's words for now. "Okay... if you say so, Jimin..." he replied, his tone gentle yet unconvinced. "But remember, as I always say, if you have anything to talk about, just say it to me. I'm always here to listen."

Jimin nodded, grateful for Hoseok's understanding and support, even as he tucked the lingering fear from the nightmare deep inside, determined not to let it overshadow their time together.

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Jimin came out after little bit of sitting inside and understanding the situation and asking questions to himself if he needs to tell the members or not. But at the end he decides not to.