TRUST ✃ BTS

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The blinding bright light greeted Yoongi as he opened his eyes, only to realize that he is laying on the floor in a classroom. Groaning, he raised his hand to touch his forehead as a sudden wave of dizziness hit him hard, but his hands came in contact with a wet fluffy fabric instead. He sat up properly, holding the towel with his right hand as his eyes examined the object.

"This is Jimin's, why is it here?" Yoongi spoke to himself, asking a question that he knew he wouldn't know the answer to it without having to ask other people. A sudden wave of realization came over him as his mind wandered to the incident that happened before he woke up.

And to say that he was confused would be an understatement.

He was beyond confused. No word can describe his feelings at that moment.

The last thing that he remembered was him standing in front of someone who kind of looked like his friend, Kim Namjoon. Then, the next second, he found himself having a splitting headache with a wet towel on his forehead.

"That really didn't connect with each other. I thought I'm dead already and what the heck is this?" frustrated for having too many questions in his head, Yoongi complained under his breath, holding up the towel in front of his face with his hand, making it seemed like he was talking to the towel instead.

The sound of a door creaking open caught Yoongi off guard as his body froze completely like a rock that he secretly wished to be reborn as in his next life. His heart was beating fast as sounds of footsteps nearing him echoed in the dimly lit classroom. Cold sweat coursed down Yoongi's forehead as he turned around slowly, dreading the view that he will have to see in just a few seconds.

When his eyes landed on the one who made the sounds, he rolled his eyes, glaring at the boy who almost made his heart run out of his body and into a trashcan to hide itself.

"Jeon fucking Jungkook what the heck are you doing walking like that? You almost killed me," Yoongi grumbled, giving an unsatisfied look to the dark-haired boy. "And please wear your shirt, it's cold here."

Jungkook, who was walking into the classroom after taking his bath, grinned sheepishly as he covered his body with a towel. The door opened again behind him, revealing a very horrified Hoseok in his teddy bear printed pajamas. That was when it hit Yoongi. They are in 3-E already.

Yoongi's mind was in a frenzy state as he tried to recall what happened a few hours ago, but to no avail, his efforts went down the drain. Blank. Nothing came up at all.

The door opened again, this time revealing 4 guys who were walking a bit too close, hands all over each other. Yoongi raised an eyebrow at them, judging them silently with his sleepy eyes. Namjoon, who noticed the judging stare from the older boy, ran in quickly and plopped on the duvet beside Yoongi's. Worry can be seen on the younger one's expression  as he raised his hand and put his palm against the older one's forehead, checking his temperature.

"Ah, your fever went down already, thank god," he let out a deep and long sigh, smiling his usual dimpled smile. Yoongi felt his heart wrenched at the sight as he remembered the fake Namjoon in his, well, supposed-to-be dream. He knew there was no way the boy could commit such a serious crime, especially not towards his own brothers. Yoongi knew the boy loves his friends too much. Or maybe a little too much.

All of them huddled around Yoongi with questioning eyes, probably demanding an explanation from the second oldest of the group. The unfamiliar deafening was scaring Yoongi out, so he spoke up.

"Oh."

"Seriously, Yoongi? After running away and fainting in the middle of a freaking haunted hallway alone, the only thing that you have to say to us is that?" Jin chided, voice in a worried tone. He shook his head and let out a sigh, his front hair falling and covering his eyes from Yoongi's line of sight. The mentioned boy shrugged, his lips forming a smile as his hands scratched his nape. He was trying hard not to show that he didn't even remember running away or even fainting in the hallway.

He wanted to say, "Bro, you have to understand the struggle of someone who just witnessed his friends' death who were killed by his other friend who just suddenly turned crazy and then turned out his friends are completely normal and he was just dreaming it. Mind-blowing, I know."

But of course, he kept those words in to not creep the boys out.

Instead, he said, "I was just tired, I guess," and that was replied with groans from all of them, including the sweet mochi Park Jimin who usually would be the angel out of the group in this type of situation. "And you expect us to believe that? Especially after leaving Jimin and I alone like that," Taehyung said, exasperated.

Yoongi looked at each one of them, trying to find someone who would take his side for once. His eyes landed on Jungkook and Hoseok, who were eyeing each other in a very weird way.

"Jungkook? Hoseok? I think you guys have something to say too," trying to turn the attention away from him, Yoongi mentioned the two boys, which successfully surprised them greatly.

But his usual tactic wasn't proving to be efficient for that one time.

"Don't even think about trying to run away from our questions, Min Yoongi," Jin joined the sudden interrogation started by Taehyung and moved closer to Yoongi's body. If glares could kill, Yoongi was sure he wouldn't die because the older just doesn't know how to glare properly without looking like a cute rabbit.

Yoongi cleared his throat, his mind was in a huge war as he thought about which would be better for him and the boys.  His coward side was convincing him to just lie, but his responsible side was saying that he should just man up and tell the truth because lies would always make the situation worse than it already was.

He made his decision.

"Okay, I'll tell you what the actually frick frack happened, but please believe what I say, because this might be too hard for you guys to believe," Yoongi breathed in, then let out a long sigh, probably the longest sigh ever in his whole life.

He told them about it, without missing even a little bit of information. The fake Namjoon, the death of the 4 guys, and lastly, how he didn't even remember doing what his friends told him he did.

As he finished telling his story, Yoongi's eyes scanned his friends' facial expression, trying to detect any negative response towards it.

Nothing, they only looked confused.

Except for two people.

"Jungkook? Hoseok? Why do you two look so scared? I mean, I understand if it's about your death in my explanation, but you don't have to belie-" Yoongi's ramble was cut off by Hoseok, who raised his hand all of a sudden, pointing a finger behind Yoongi.

"I-Is that the one who k-killed us?"

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hello! thanks for reading ♥
i'll try to update more often, but unfortunately, next update would be a little bit late bcs i'll be celebrating Eid next week ʕ≧ᴥ≦ʔ
anyway, i love yall for reading this until the sixth chap alr lol
votes and comments are extremely appreciated! (╭☞´ิ∀´ิ)╭☞

lastly, happy eid to my muslim friends! have a great day and stay safe ♥