My Hyung's boyfriend is a ghost

The Ghost is back

The morning after the tragic incident at the park, the Kim family was still in a state of shock. The previous day's events had left them all on edge, especially Seokjin, who had been unable to sleep a wink. He spent the entire night in restless agitation, pacing around his apartment and trying to come to terms with the inexplicable disappearance of Yoongi.

It was a crisp autumn morning when Seokjin finally mustered the strength to leave his apartment. His thoughts were clouded with worry and confusion. He had barely touched his breakfast when the doorbell rang, jolting him out of his haze.

Opening the door, Seokjin was stunned to see Yoongi standing there, looking perfectly composed, as if nothing had happened. Yoongi’s usual calm demeanor was intact, and he was dressed in his typical minimalist style—simple jeans and a sweater. His hair was styled neatly, and he even had a small, enigmatic smile on his lips.

“Yoongi?” Seokjin’s voice was a mix of disbelief and relief. “What are you doing here? You—”

Yoongi cut him off with a gentle touch to Seokjin’s shoulder. “Good morning, Seokjin. How are you?”

“How am I?” Seokjin echoed, his voice rising with frustration. “What are you doing here? You— you fell! We searched for hours, and then—” His words faltered as he struggled to find the right way to explain his shock.

Yoongi tilted his head, looking genuinely puzzled. “Fell? I’m not sure what you mean. I was just visiting some friends and lost track of time. I didn’t realize there was any trouble.”

Seokjin blinked, his mind racing. *Was Yoongi playing some kind of elaborate prank, or was there something more sinister going on?* He looked around his apartment, trying to process the sight of Yoongi standing there so nonchalantly.

Before Seokjin could respond, Taehyung burst into the room, his eyes wide with an almost manic excitement. He had been up since early morning, already immersed in his self-imposed "ghost hunt." His plan was simple: catch Yoongi in the act of doing something supernatural, or at least prove that he wasn’t human.

“Seokjin!” Taehyung shouted, making a beeline for his brother. “Is that Yoongi? Is he back? He’s—”

The sight of Yoongi standing in the room made Taehyung’s jaw drop. “He’s here! He’s really here!” Taehyung’s eyes darted from Yoongi to Seokjin, his expression a mixture of triumph and bewilderment. “I knew it! I knew he was a ghost!”

Yoongi’s serene expression remained unchanged, though he looked a bit puzzled by Taehyung’s outburst. “A ghost?” Yoongi asked, raising an eyebrow. “I’m not sure I follow.”

Taehyung’s face lit up with fervor. “You don’t need to play coy, Yoongi. I saw you fall. I saw you fall from the observation deck, and now you’re back like nothing happened. This is proof!”

Seokjin, trying to regain his composure, turned to Yoongi. “Did you really fall yesterday? Taehyung saw it. We searched for you. How is this possible?”

Yoongi sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, clearly uncomfortable with the situation. “I think there’s been a misunderstanding. I might have been in the area, but I wasn’t anywhere near the edge of the deck. I promise you, nothing happened to me.”

Taehyung, meanwhile, was already on the move. He had brought along a makeshift ghost-hunting kit—a collection of odd gadgets he had purchased online. Among them were a flashlight, a digital recorder, and a pair of night-vision goggles. He began setting them up with an exaggerated sense of seriousness, much to Yoongi’s bemusement.

“I’ve got my equipment ready,” Taehyung announced with a determined glint in his eye. “We’re going to find out the truth. Yoongi, you might think you’re fooling everyone, but I’m not falling for it.”

Seokjin looked at Taehyung, then back at Yoongi, who seemed to be doing his best to hide a smile. “Taehyung, are you sure this is the right way to handle this?”

But Taehyung was already pacing the room with his digital recorder, muttering into it. “This is Taehyung Kim, conducting a ghost investigation. I am now speaking with Yoongi, who appears to be a ghost. I am recording this for future reference.”

Yoongi couldn’t help but chuckle softly. “A ghost investigation, huh? Well, if it’ll help clear things up…”

As Taehyung continued his investigation with a mix of seriousness and humor, Yoongi played along with the strange ritual, answering questions and pretending to be uncomfortable with the ghostly scrutiny. The scene was both surreal and oddly comedic, with Taehyung taking every opportunity to capture evidence of Yoongi’s supposed otherworldliness.

Hours passed, and despite Taehyung’s best efforts, no conclusive proof of Yoongi’s ghostliness was found. Instead, the investigation had turned into a bonding experience of sorts, with Yoongi indulging Taehyung’s antics while Seokjin watched, a bemused smile tugging at his lips.

By the end of the day, Taehyung had gathered a collection of recordings, strange camera angles, and dubious evidence of paranormal activity. But the evidence, much like the supposed ghost, was inconclusive.

As the sun began to set, Taehyung, exhausted but triumphant, declared, “Well, I’m not giving up yet. There’s more to this ghost story, and I’m going to get to the bottom of it!”

Yoongi laughed, shaking his head. “I appreciate your dedication, Taehyung. But I promise you, there’s no ghost here. Just an ordinary guy who’s glad to be back.”

Seokjin, finally able to relax a bit, reached out and gently squeezed Yoongi’s hand. “Thank you for coming back. And thank you, Taehyung, for… your enthusiasm.”

Taehyung grinned, still holding onto the belief that he was on the brink of a major discovery. “No problem, hyung. The ghost hunt continues!”

And so, with a mix of humor and lingering mystery, the day drew to a close. Taehyung’s ghost hunt might not have yielded the results he hoped for, but it had certainly brought a new layer of understanding and camaraderie to the Kim family. As for Yoongi, he remained as enigmatic as ever, his presence a source of both comfort and curiosity for Seokjin and his brothers.