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RaeJae's POV:

"Halmeoni?" I sit up in my bed only to be met by darkness. The image of my grandma smiling and waving to me from my dream still evident in my mind.

I let out a long sigh, shaking my head back and forth. At least it wasn't a nightmare. I attempt to fall back asleep but find myself overthinking questions about the afterlife for some reason.

Actually.... I know the exact reason, I just don't want to admit it.

I flick the covers off myself and tiptoe into the boys quarters. Luckily the cameras are off so I don't need to worry about more fuel being added to the custody battle.

"Is anyone awake?" I ask just barely above a whisper. I squint to try to see through the dark, noticing Yoongi stirring just a tiny bit.

"Yoongi hyung?" I call out quietly.

"I'm awake," Someone yawns. I immediately recognize the voice as as Namjoon's, "what's going on?"

I quickly go in the direction of his voice and find him in the top right bunk bed. Once I reach the top of the ladder I say, "hyung, I can't sleep,"

"So you want to sleep here? You do know I snore, right," He chuckles tiredly.

"Yes but you're the only one up," I give him a small tap on the leg and he opens his covers to me.

I scoot under them and face the opposite way of him. I try closing my eyes but can't seem to find myself at peace enough to sleep. Questions are bouncing off my head at what feels like 100 miles per hour.

"Did you have a bad dream?" Namjoon asks. I shake my head but realize he can't see me.

"No, Just one that got me thinking," I reply.

"About what?"

I breath out, turning to face him, "hyung, where do you think we go when it's all over?"

"What do you mean?" I can just barely see his eyebrows furrow.

"Like, when we die," I lower my voice even more when I say the last word.

Namjoon lets out a long breath, "well, I think that depends on what you believe in,"

"What do you believe in?" I ask.

"I believe that there is something after this life. I don't know what it is, but I would like to think that we all get another chance in another life," he answers. I really like his answer...

"So, almost like rebirth?"

"Sort of, yeah. But maybe we aren't born back into this world but instead maybe in heaven. The good people do if anything,"

"Would you say that I'm good?"

"Of course your good!" He exclaims as quietly as one can exclaim.

"I think you are too," I lend him a small smile that he probably can't see.

"Thanks," he yawns slightly.

"When my halmeoni died, she looked at peace. Happy almost," I start, "She was in a lot of pain before... it seemed like death put her out of it,"

I'm in a lot of pain.

"Well you can rest assured that she is in a better place now, watching over you," He says.

"So, when I pass will I get to see her again?" I flip over to my back so I can stare at the ceiling.

"I believe so," he sighs, also looking to the ceiling.