A dream. Of course it was... Just a dream.
I combed my fingers through my hair to remove it from sticking to the cold sweat that'd broke out across my entire body.
"Are you okay?" Namjoon's voice startled me and I stared wide eyed as he crouched beside the bed. My mouth hung open and lip trembled, not seeming to form the words to say.
"Jimin... He- He was dead, but a-alive" I explained through my quick breaths.
"Dead?" He echoed.
"N-nevermind, it doesn't matter." I replied with a shrug remembering it was just a nightmare. He sighs and tightens his lips before rising up again.
"It's almost breakfast anyway, there's no need for you to fall back asleep if you don't want to." He reassured me. I nodded, knowing that I certainly didn't want to go back to sleep after that.
I pulled the sheets off me and followed Namjoon down to the living room, where I sat down, whipping out my phone almost immediately to distract myself. Namjoon was in the kitchen, probably making breakfast. I glanced up to the kitchen entrance then down at my phone again. Is he alive? Is Jimin okay?
I brought up our messages and began texting him.
Y/N:
Jimin? Hey um, this
Might seem weird but..
Are you okay?Jimin:
Thank goodness your okay!
We thought you got stolen!
am I okay? Well no. Because we
Don't know if your safe.😔Y/N:
I'm safe.
So your not hurt? 😧Jimin:
Hurt? No, why?
Y/N:
Oh, no that's fine. I
Was just checking on you. ☺️Jimin:
Y/N.
Can you just tell me where
You are?Y/N:
It doesn't really matter.
I've got to get ready now. Bye.
👋👋👋Jimin is typing...
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Death by Daisies
Fanfiction'We are not insane, not like the others...' - A sudden turn of events puts Y/n's life in danger. When the world turns on you, who do you turn to? The last person she wanted to go to was the boy that abused her, Hoseok, but he's the one to bring her...