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POV: Kim Namjoon

I wake up to loud knocking on my door. I open one eye and raise my heavy head.

"Who is it?" I shout. My head hurts from what happened to Y/N last night- is she okay?

"It's Y/N's mother!" A high-pitched voice rings from outside.

I jolt out of bed and sprint to my front door. I forgot to tell Mrs. Y/LN where her daughter was. She must be very worried.

As soon as I open the door, she fires question after question at me.

"Where's my daughter? Is she with you? I called her, you, and Min Yoongi so many times but none of you replied! What happened to her?"

I bow. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Y/LN. I forgot to tell you- she's safe at Jennie's apartment."

"What? Why?" Suddenly she puts her hands on her hips and tilts her head, raising an eyebrow. "Does this have to do with that Min Yoongi?"

"U-um... I don't know." I shift uncomfortably, rocking back and forth on my heels.

I am very, very bad at lying.

Mrs. Y/LN laughs a dangerous kind of laugh. She taps her foot on the ground menacingly.

"You know you can't lie to me, Kim Namjoon." Her face softens and she stops tapping her foot. "You're Y/N's best friend. Please, please just tell me what happened. I just want to make sure my daughter is safe and happy."

I sigh heavily and tell her everything. Even though Y/N will probably beat the shit out of me later, I know it's the right thing to do.

-

After eating breakfast with Mrs. Y/LN and her 8-year-old rascal, I drive to the Bangtan house.

As I drive through quiet roads, I think about what Y/N's mother had said.

"If only she was dating you instead."

That was the first thing she said once I had finished my story.

It seemed silly to imagine the possibility. Y/N would never date me- she only sees me as her best friend, her big brother.

Even though I've had a crush on her since we were kids.

I've never tried showing my feelings. Part of me has given up on her, especially three years ago when Suga confessed to her first. It wasn't fair, they only met through a fansign that I forced Y/N to go to. But I could tell that Y/N was truly happy and in love with Yoongi, and Yoongi loved her just as much.

They had something special, and I didn't want to take that away.

But last night Yoongi just... threw it all away.

I remember the text he'd sent me last night.

Let's all meet at the house tomorrow at noon. I need to tell you something.

Whatever that asshole has to say, I know for sure it has to do with the breakup.

It feels weird to be angry at Yoongi. The boys and I rarely fight- we love each other like brothers.

But for Yoongi to hurt my best friend like that... it'd take a lot for me to forgive him.

-

POV: Kim Taehyung

"Taehyung-ah!" Someone calls from behind. I look over my shoulder and see Jimin running towards me.

We are on a beach- the beach Bangtan and I went to during our vacation in Hawaii. But this time, there are no busy crowds. No surfers riding the waves, no tourists chattering in the beach-side restaurants. It is just Jimin and I, two boys basking in the warm summer air as the sun sets behind us.

The only sounds that can be heard are the soft thumps of Jimin's bare feet hitting the sand, and crystal-clear water splashing quietly on the shoreline.

Jimin finally reaches me and sits down next to me on the powdery-soft sand. He moves closer and holds my hand, our fingers intertwining.

I don't flinch. For some reason, all of this seems normal.

But when Jimin looks into my eyes with a look of love, I finally understand that this is all a dream. A dream that will never come true. In this dream, there is not a single problem lingering in my mind- everything is perfect. It seems as if Jimin and I are the only two people in the world, and we're...

...in love.

I look back at Jimin, but he is not there anymore. I am all alone on the beach again.

It is the same beach, but things are a little... different. The sun has fully set, engulfing me in a dark, starless sky. The moon is looming over me, and it is grey and gloomy.

I feel a raindrop fall on my face, followed by more.

I stand up and start running towards one of the beach-side restaurants to hide myself from the sudden rain.

"Taehyung-ah!" Someone yells. Jimin is running towards me, his wet hair plastered on his forehead.

As he comes nearer, I can tell that he must've been crying. His eyes are red and puffy. The childish light of love in his eyes is gone, replaced with a look of sadness and regret.

When he reaches me, he grabs the back of my neck and places his lips against mine.

Something tells me that this will be our last kiss.

Jimin's lips are trembling on mine. When he pulls away, he strokes my cheek with his hand.

"It was never going to work out, Taehyung." He chokes out. "I-I'm sorry."

He turns and walks away, never looking back.

I try to shout, to scream at him to come back, but nothing comes out of my mouth. My throat is dry and it hurts.

Thunder rumbles in the distance.

"PARK JIMIN!" I am finally able to shout, but it is too late.

He is gone- forever.

I sink to my knees and cry into my hands, my sobs drowned out by the thunder.

-

"WAKE THE FUCK UP."

Namjoon's angry voice causes me to sit up abruptly in bed. My head hurts and is pounding from the sudden movement. My heart is beating at an unbelievable rate.

I am sweating uncontrollably. My shirt is sticking to my skin and the damp sheets are all balled up in my hands.

"You okay, Taehyung?" I can hear Jin's voice in the distance. Slowly, I open my eyes and see Jin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin, and Jungkook crowded at the door of my bedroom. Namjoon is sitting on the corner of my bed, and he doesn't seem to be in a very good mood.

"Oh, good. You're awake." Namjoon grumbles, then he trudges out of my room. Everyone follows.

"It's thirty minutes past noon, by the way!" Hoseok shouts over his shoulder as he shuts the door.

I press my head against my palm as reality crashes back to me. I quickly remember everything- Yoongi's strange text about him telling us something at noon, Jimin bringing Hae-Won into the house late at night, and my dream.

My dream.

I have too many thoughts and questions regarding my dream, but I decide to think about it later.

Now I understand why Namjoon is in such a bad mood.

Yoongi was supposed to tell everyone something at noon, but because of me, they've been waiting for thirty minutes now.

I stumble out of bed and brush my teeth, then I splash my face with cold water. The dream had left me disoriented, but the cold water helped bring me back to my senses.

As I put on a clean shirt, Jungkook yells from outside my room,

"Hyung! Are you done yet??!!"

I roll my eyes and shout back, "Yah! I'm coming!"

Today is going to be a very long day.