A pure white room and in the middle of it stood a small Confessional. Looking around you you saw noone and nothing.
Come in
A raspy voice spoke to you. And you followed it to the congressional hesitantly. Once you entered you were facing a blood red curtain.
" Hello Y/n... are you ready? " the voice spoke from behind the curtain.
" For what? " you asked as you felt the fabric between your fingers curious who is behind it
" for the last game of course... you get to ask few questions here and confess some things you keep deep down inside... " the voice chuckled but it did not feel creepy nor scary. It kind of felt nice and kind.
"... who is the villain? " you sat down on a wooden bench and leaned back sighing
" even though this story is filled with so much bad... there is not a single villain... even if they may appear it at first... " stunned by the answer you stuttered
" What are the guardians ? How did they come to be ? What is their purpose ? "" ahh curious about guardians ? Interesting... noone ever asked about them before... it is a bit complicated... but we have time... guardians are... either people who have been killed in the tournament or fallen angels..."
" w-wait what ? Angels ? " your eyes widened and the voice chuckled
" Yes yes... surprising I know... haven't you ever found it weird that your lost fiancee who used to be brunette is now blonde ? He became a fallen angel as well... he could've gone up there... but he just wanted to stay down here on earth just so he could watch over you...ahh sweet sweet love... he would always come here for a chat... anyways back to your question... you see... fallen angels turn into devils right? But thoose who regret loosing their way are brought down to earth and have to live amongst humans... they must work, eat and sleep like normal humans and also look for a person they will have to guard. Once the person they guard wins they get to return back up there... and even though you have won several times he just kept refusing the chance to go up..."
You rest your chin on your hand in deep thought" So... this is something like a purgatory for the angels ?"
" ohh you are a witty one... yes that is right... any other questions ? "
" Where are Taehyung and Jimin now...? "
While the voice chuckled an old hand moved the red cloth a bit and pointed to your right where a huge wooden door stood.
" There sweetie... Taehyung is in his own confessional and Jimin is waiting for you in his office.. " you gawked at the hand. It was slender, wrinkled and dirty. Oh hell no you didn't need to see the whole creature inside...
" What happens after this ? " the last question left your trembling lips in a stutter
" there will be a last person left who will get to live and will get any wish he or she makes come true..." a spark of home rushed your body in a shiver. You opened your mouth to speak but the voice continued
" Exept for bringing people back to life... " you closed your mouth like a fish and remained silent." Anything else sweetie ? " the curtain slowly began to reveal a person.
" what will happen to Taehyung if he... looses..? " you said the word 'looses' in a whisper.
" He will be put to a court... he took lives... and he has to pay for that... the game is fair and he can't just kill others like he pleas-"
" It is not pleasing to him! He had no other choice! Just like he could've killed someone someone else could've killed him! " abruptly standing up you grasp your hands into fists and bite your bottom lip
" I am not trying to reason his wrongdoings... but keep in mind... that the game was not fair in the first place.." without hearing a reply you left through the exit.If he truly regrets... you don't need to worry about him
There you were again... and for the last time. This room you feared so much... became a place of comfort and peace to you... Jimin was seated behind his work desk as usual writing something in his documents. Once you cleared your throat you gained his attention and he immediately straightened himself and stood up acknowledging your presence. He pointed his hand to the chair that you usually occupied before the tournament began. Following him you flashed him a sad smile he returned back mouthing your name. Once you were seated he sat down as well and grasped his pen once again.
" Correct me if I am wrong... " he said before he flipped few pages then he continued
" Name: (Last name) Y/n..."" No..." you answered and he looked up to you confused
A slight blush appeared on your cheeks as you made a small smile
" Kim Y/n... " you were expecting everything but not this. Jimin's eyes at first widened but then turned into a big happy smile you could've swore you saw his tear get watery. He jumped a bit in his seat and grinned as he wrote your new second name Kim... you expected him to he hurt or devastated but he was happy for you. It felt painful to you. With the memories of the two of you being in love and happy together...
"Fears... dark, doctors, clowns, snakes- "" That dream was a horrible one..." you added and he nodded
" Yeah.. tell me about it...anyways... " he continued naming each fear you have stood against... you would've never been able to survive this far without Taehyung.
" and today will be..." he looked into your eyes. He would always do that in order to find out your true fear.
" I..." he scrunched his face and furrowed his brows
" I can't see anything..." he mummled before he stunned.
" Oh no... " he shook his head rapidly.
" What ? What is it ?! " you stood up worried as you saw Jimin hysterically shake his hand
" you fear... loosing Taehyung..."...
There you were once again. White room and a door right in front of you with Jimin beside it. Both of you were anxious and scared. Taehyung was by your right side and suddenly someone appeared on your left side.
" Kookie? " you jumped back surprised and for the first time you saw him cowered by tattoos you have never seen before. Other people started joining in forming a circle. Jungkook looked at you and smirked widely.
" Did Taehyung tell you how you get thoose? " he pointed at his wrist signaling for you to look at your own. Once you looked at it you saw a tattoo of a flower. Then you looked up at him again and he smirked
" Everyone has a sign... just like I have a bunny you have a flower and Taehyung has a wolf. You get a new tattoo if you kill someone in a game... just like when he killed Jimin... " he growled and gave you a hateful glare
" A moon appeared on his triceps... or when he killed my sister... a wolf with bunny in its bloody jaw appeared. "
You immediately looked at Taehyung and saw it. Suddenly Jimin cleared his throat.
" The final game will begin in ten seconds please enter the door. " the same voice from the confessional resonated through the area and everyone looked around the white space but not you. You kept your eyes focused to Taehyung.
4
Taehyung gulped nervosely and you clenched your fists tightly turning your knuckles white
3
He nodded and you returned it.
2
You felt your stomach turn and head spin
1BEGIN
Everyone sprinted inside the door while you and Taehyung ran to each other. With shaky breaths and gasping for air both of you placed your hands on one another's cheeks pressing your foreheads together. Without saying anything Taehyung pecked your forehead as a good luck charm and both of you ran inside your own door.
A/N
I am sorry this part is a bit short but I want to dedicate a whole part just to the game so... here have a cliffhanger.
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Sweet Dreams
Mystery / ThrillerHorror/ Mysterious thriller BTS fanfiction. WARNING Graphic and 18+ moments Have you ever heard that if you die in your dreams you will die in real life ?