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𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋

Third Person

Losing all strength in your bones, the umbrella you held slipped right from your hand and plummeted to the ground with a loud thud. Stinging tears brimmed in your eyes before you shut them closed tight. "No. No, this isn't real. You aren't real, you can't be."

After a moment you slowly lifted your eyelids again... and saw nothing. He wasn't there anymore.

Letting out a sharp exhale, you wiped the falling tears with the back of your hand quickly just thinking you were losing it. But just as the pain began to weigh in on your chest because you almost wished it had been real–

"Is that what you hoped would happen?"

A loud gasp manifested from your body as you spun around, this time meeting Jimin's gaze face to face with terror in your eyes. It was like seeing a ghost.

"Too bad..." He smirked, giving innocent eyes. "I'm too real for that."

Without being able to help yourself, you slowly reached your arm out to him as if it might go right through him. But as your fingertips came in contact with the solid figure of the man in front of you, it was clear.

He is real.

Without question, you lunged yourself at him, tightly embracing the love of your life.

"Jimin!" You cried in disbelief.

You began to cry, tears pouring out of you like you were some kind of fountain. It wasn't an ugly cry but it was enough to make Jimin chuckle as he returned your exact embrace. Placing a hand on your head to pet your hair gently, he gave your forehead a soft kiss before resting his own on it.

"It's me." He whispered.

Your gazes locked but you couldn't contain your sobs as you spoke. "When- I mean, how- I thought-"

"Shh, it's okay, baby. Calm down." He cooed, taking your face into his hands gently. "How can I explain if you're like this, hm? It breaks my heart."

With every fiber in your being, you calmed yourself down forcefully and nodded slightly. He smiled sweetly and gave your lips a light kiss even though you were still to shocked to return it. Taking your hand into his, he spun you around gently to hug you from behind as he walked you both towards the couch.

He sat first before pulling you into his lap so you were facing him. Looking over his features and touching his face once more to be sure he was real, you bit your lip to keep from crying again. "I...I thought you-"

"I know." He cut you off, only so you didn't have to say that he died anymore. "But I'm just fine, see? I'm right here."

He smiled, caressing your hips gently as he studied your features. He missed looking at them and touching them. He missed hearing your voice and the way you would look at him. He just missed you. And it was torture having to stay away.

Suddenly, you paused in your own mind. You knew what this meant. The detectives had been right all along and you no longer needed him to explain anything.

You were happy Jimin was alive and well, that was a complete relief to you. But it also meant that he actually killed someone else to pull it off. And you knew that wasn't the Jimin you loved, meaning he was still very plagued with the same demons inside of him that put you and Jungkook in danger.

Jungkook.

You suddenly remembered your sweetheart of a friend whom you'd only just begun to grow feelings for.