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Happy (late) Halloween, above is my BTS Halloween edition Crack video. Once again, a bit of humor to distract from the sadness of this story.

If anyone out there is reading this, how do you like it? I don't think this will ever get a big audience, perhaps maybe 100 people someday, but I really enjoy writing this. I can release some emotion. I hope perhaps some of you out there like it as well?

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My fingers tapped gently onto the pink bowl resting in my lap, different hands entering every few minutes to grab another handful of popcorn. Jin sat to my right, V on my left. 

After the entire voicemail issue, Tae held me for the longest time, us crying into one anothers arms. He picked me up, placing me on the couch with a kiss to the head while one arm wrapped behind me. I hadn't moved since.

Hobi got some popcorn and Jungkook popped in a movie, some animated kids film, before everyone sat around to get cozy. The air was thick with pain, that was no doubt, but they were trying their best to get my mind off things. I appreciated it more than they knew, but nothing would fully get my mind off things.

I took my head off Tae's shoulder, standing and placing the pink bowl where I resided moments before. I saw Jin's eyes linger towards me for a moment as he grabbed another handful.

"I'll be right back." I whispered softly, watching as his eyes confirmed my movements, allowing me to pass by him on the couch.

I walked down the hall and to the bathroom that was inside our room. 

It will never be my room, always ours.

I went inside, shutting the door before leaning against the counter with a sigh, shutting my eyes. I could feel my head throbbing, as if my brain was trying to escape by slamming against my skull. I rubbed at my temples, eye still shut as I tried to focus on relieving the pain.

I opened my eyes, opening up the mirror to reveal the cabinet filled with medicine. Grabbing some Advil, I popped two in my mouth, swallowing instantly. 

My hand grasped the mirror, shutting it. As I shut it, I saw a figure standing behind me.

It was Jimin.

I screamed loudly, turning around instantly only to see no one there.

I heard loud footsteps running towards me before the door slammed open to reveal all 6 faces once sat comfortably in my living room.

My back was to the counter, knees wobbling as my chest heaved up and down, hands shaking like crazy. 

"Y/N! What happened?! Are you okay?" Tae ran over, grasping my shoulders. My eyes never moved from directly in front of me, where I swore I saw my love standing there. His soft half smile playing upon his lips while a loose white v-neck hung on his chest, black sweatpants to compliment them. The image was vivid in my mind, but it was impossible.

I came back to it slowly as I saw two hands waving in front of my face.

"H-huh?" I stammered out, eyes moving up to Yoongi who now stood in front of me alongside Tae.

They asked what happened once more, concern in their eyes, but I ignored the question and held Tae to me tightly; crying into his chest again.

I couldn't tell them what I saw; they'd declare my crazy in a second. Perhaps send me off to an asylum and never visit again, leaving me to rot.

They led me out of the bathroom, and I assumed I would be brought back to the living room, but instead they stopped at the bedroom. Tae lifted me, placing me gently in the middle of the large bed. Jungkook sat at the edge, Jin standing next to him. Yoongi, Namjoon, and Hobi all standing at the end of the bed as well. 

"I think it's best you get some rest." Tae said, tucking my hair behind my ear.

"Please don't leave me here alone." I whispered, voice slightly shaky still.

"Don't worry, we are all staying." He said, showing me his rectangular smile. I missed that smile.

Jin left the room and I heard some doors opening before he returned with all our extra pillows and blankets, including some from the couch. He threw them onto the floor, the boys all grabbing and arranging them to different spots on the ground.

"Y-you guys can sleep on the bed too. There's room." I spoke, watching as Namjoon glanced at Jimins pillow next to me. 

"That's alright, we're fine down here." He said, giving a half smile before continuing to lay out the blankets. I knew they didn't want to ruin the small part of Jimin I had left. His faint indent on the bed from the position he slept in every night; his scented pillow, all lingering from months before. I mentally thanked them for respecting the silly idea. It helped me heal.

It was late, the day having passed by us all lounging around, mumbling a few awkward sentences here and there. But I enjoyed it, having missed them being next to me all the time.

I laid down in the bed after the boys were all settled. Jungkook and Hobi were next to each other on the right side of the bed, next to me on the floor. Namjoon was on the floor near the end of the bed, and Jin and Tae were on the floor on the left side of the bed, Jimins side.

I shut off the lamp light, placing my hand on Jimins pillow as I usually did. I started to doze off slowly, but opened my eyes when I felt a cold chill. I snuggled further into the blanket, turning over on my other side to face away from his pillow.

Right as I was about to fall into a deep sleep, the bed dipped next to me and Jimins familiar scent filled my nose.

No no no, I'm imagining things again. 

I shut my eyes tightly, curling into a small ball almost as I clutched the quilt. I fell asleep just as a cold arm wrapped itself around my waist gently, holding me closely.

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