"Forest of Music." Horror AU

Chapter 3

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[JIMIN'S P.O.V]

After waking up, I had all of my luggage ready to go. Everything I needed was packed and set next the door. Before meeting Jungkook and his manager, I had a bit of time left to spare.
So to utilize that time, I decide to make a breakfast because I know for a fucking fact, that this will be a very long ass first day.

"I need as much energy as I can get." I sigh out, still half asleep.
I fill the coffee pot with water, add in the right amount of coffee grounds and flip the switch to start it up.

"I know I need exposure and all, but waking up this early should be illegal." I plop down onto my kitchen chair and bury my face in my hands, awaiting for my caffeine to finish mixing.

"God, help my soul." I whisper out softly. No one was here to hear my distress.

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[ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ's ᴘ.ᴏ.ᴠ]
[ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴛ sᴛᴜᴅɪᴏs]

[8:30 ᴀ.ᴍ.]

"Thank you so much for meeting me, Mr. Un. I know you must be a very busy man." Mr. Nie, Jimin's manager said as they both shook hands. It was decided beforehand to meet at Mr. Un's studio for this meeting. Despite the fact that the other guy was the one who contacted us first.

"That's okay. I'm just happy that I was finally able to have a decent collaboration." My manager added, smiling.

"Oh! This is Mrs. Min. She is in charge of everything when I'm not here. She will be going with you guys for the shoot." He motioned to my boss's vice president of the company.
Mr. Nie bowed and shook her hand.

"Pleased to meet you!"

"Pleasure is all mine, sir." She smiled.
I ignored their exchange to take a peek at Jimin; The R&B artist that I will have to be working with for the next few days.

Surveying Jimin, he looked intimidating. He was sitting on the two seater couch with his legs crossed. He had his arms folded comfortably across his abdomen and he was dressed very professionally.

His presence sent shivers down my spine.
'I know he's older than me, but he has a very commanding presence. Maybe I'll take back what I said about him not seeming douchey...'

I was lost in thought when my manager clapped his hands together, creating an echo in the room.
"Alright! Shall we sit down and begin the planning?" Mr. Un asked excitedly.
I jumped from his sudden outburst.
I quickly sat down on the couch next to Jimin. He looked at me and flashed a quick, small smile and turned his attention back to our managers.
I smiled and bowed to him, before paying attention to my boss.

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[sᴇᴏɴɢᴅᴏɴɢ-ɢᴜ, sᴇᴏᴜʟ]
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After the meeting, we headed out to the forest. On the way there, as we got closer and closer to the destination, I was on edge. A knot grew in my stomach.
I started to feel unwell... and it's not from having motion sickness.
Finally, we arrived at the front entrance of the forest, all of us exited our cars.
Filing out of our vehicles, all of us grabbed our belongings.
Crew members from both of our companies, unpacked cameras, tents, backpacks, speakers, and other various materials.

As soon as I set foot on the ground of this park, I grew exponentially uncomfortable.
The atmosphere was eerie. I shivered. Goosebumps creeped down the skin of my arms, hands, and the back of my neck.
Why was I feeling so uneasy? Why did I feel like something bad was going to happen? Did my boss not reassure me, that this was safe to do?

No one else was here. Our cars were the only ones parked here.
Traces of old police tape, still littered fence posts, tree branches, and the gravel beneath our shoes. The forest really was closed down.

I took in a shaky breath and rubbed my hands down my arms to disperse the cold, alone emotion that had washed over me.
Perhaps it was just the evening breeze that had turned my blood to ice.
I could have sworn I heard roaring in the distance. But, I was probably just subconsciously paranoid and my mind was playing tricks on me.
I chuckled.
"Yeah. I'm crazy. I think this will be fun."
Jimin came up from behind me and clapped me on the back, which jolted me forward.

"Hey, Jungkook." I gasped and threw my fists up in habitual reflex.
"You ready to do this? Sorry, if I scared you." He chuckled, pressing his hands together and bowed.
"My apologies. I know we didn't get a proper chance to talk and introduce ourselves in person. Our managers are quite pushy and talkative."
It took me a minute to gather my composure and answer him.
"O-oh, y...yeah. Um... that's true."

He raised his eyebrows at me, tilting his head.
"Are you okay?" He asked. He was concerned.
I smiled and laughed. I didn't want to give him any reason not to want to work with me. He seemed super cool. So, I supressed my feeling of dread. I wanted him to like me.
"Yeah, don't worry. I guess we should go set up, huh?" I rubbed my head.
He nodded.
"Let's. Before our managers yell at us."

[END: CHAPTER 3]