|| Sleep Tight

Chapter no.6 | Floating

"No, I don't!" you reply a hint too fast. You want to turn away and walk off but Hoseok is holding your shoulder.

"You do!"

He's staring directly into your face, looking all amazed. This might be the most embaressing situation of your life.

"What, no! You got this wrong! H-he's Sooyan's boyfriend, why would I-"

"You got a total crush on him, don't try to hide it from me."

For a split second you look into his eyes, but you can't bear it. Your gaze falls down onto the ground.

"I know this face, (Y/N)..."

With burning cheeks you turn away from him. He knows! This can't be true. You try to walk out of this situation but Hoseok is right behind you.

"My sister is in love, I can't believe it!" he sings. Immediately you turn around and Punch him in the arm:

"Don't you dare to say anything!"

He laughs.

"Why not? What are you afraid of?"

Baffled you just stare at him. Doesn't he get it?

"Sooyan?!" you snap.

"Did you call me?"

You almost have a heart attack. Your best friend is standing by the backdoor.

"Our taxi is here!", she grabs your hand and pulls you with her, "... Why are you blushing?"

You and Hoseok exchange a brief glance.

"Oh, it's just the heat, I guess!" you chuckle nervously.

Sooyan is wearing a pencil skirt with a white see through cotton top. Her blonde hair looks silky and shiny, tied up into a messy bun. But judging by the time she took in the bathroom, her hairstyle can't be as effortless as it looks.

As the taxi is carrying you through the city, its street lights just start to light up. Countless bars and colorful nightclubs are trying to shine each other out. Tourists get attracted by them like mosquitoes. Hoseok and Sooyan are practically glued to the window pane, taking photos.

Your destination is a big and fancy hotel, which has a restaurant that is open to public. Walking through the lobby makes you feel kind of cheap and inferior. Especially because you're pretty sure that there's still sand sticking to your pants from earlier. You would much rather be in Sooyan's shoes right now. Her looks perfectly fit into this whole scenery... and Yoongi's hand is on her lower back. Silently following them, you feel like you're literally left behind. Like your dreams are there, right in front of you, but still too far to reach.

Finally you arrive at the barbecue restaurant outside, on the back of the building. You get a table with a built in charcoal grill. Right next to you there is a water area to seperate you from the hotel guests' side. The whole place is lit up by old lamp posts and fairy lights. Randomly you sit down on one of the benches. You fid yourself in between Hoeseok and Yoongi. His perfume smells so good, it makes you dizzy. But it also makes you feel like a giant pervert.

Hours pass by like seconds in this place. Yoongi is handling the grill and you continue to stuff yourself with meat for the whole night. You talk, you laugh and there is even live music. Although the boys can't stop judging the composition of the band's songs, the atmosphere is so fun that you never want to leave.

It's about midnight when Sooyan calls you:

"Hey, (Y/N)! Look at this!", she points to the water area beside you, "Isn't it beautiful?"

From somewhere in the dark, little yellow paper lanterns got released. Slowly they float over the water surface, into your direction.

First you smile and want to take a photo, but then you get an eerie feeling. You have seen this before. It was in your dream, this exact picture. You would call this a déjà vu, if you wouldn't remember so clearly. Have you seen the future? It goes on. Yoongi's pale knee is touching yours, in front of you there is the fire from the grill. Suddenly your dream from the flight pops up in your head again. Faint screams for help. A desperate voice pleading:

"I don't want to die!"

Your whole body painfully tingles, before turning numb. There is no feeling in your hands anymore, your cutlery falls down. You are so dizzy. Anguished you raise your head to see Sooyan, looking at you with a sinister expression. Her eyes become darker and darker until they are pitch black. And so do yours.