Cabin In The Woods•t.k•

02

Whenever the 6 boys spent breakfast together (which was on rare occasions), it was unbelievably hectic.

"Hey, fidgetstick! You took my sausage!" Yoongi yelled, reaching over the table to Hoseok's plate.

The other scoffed. "Oh please! You already get enough of that from Jimin." Hoseok always got extra courageous in the mornings.

Yoongi glared at him with disgust and anger, "Why I oughta-"

Jimin pulled the older's sleeve, shoving him back in his seat, all while cutting his own sausage in half. "Sit your ass down, you can have some of mine."

After watching the three of them bicker FOr a few more minutes, Jungkook turned his attention to the other two.

Namjoon and Jin were both at the sink, washing the dishes they had Used to make breakfast for the other boys. Namjoon dried the pots and pans, while Jin had washed them.

Surprisingly, Namjoon hadn't dropped anything yet-

*clink!*

He spoke too soon.

The bickering at the table stopped as they all turNed towards the older couple, most specifically Namjoon.

"Aw man, " Namjoon pouted, picking up the pot that not had a broken handle, "Why does this always happen?"

Jin broke out in a louD laughter, poking the other's deep dimples before kissing him on the cheek. "You're so clumsy!"

Already finished his breakfast, Jungkook sighed, clearing off his dishes and heading to his room. The hallway was still dimly lit, despite the sun coming in through the windows in the living room.

As he proceeded to walk down the hallway, he stopped suddenly at a small thump at the end of the hall.

Jungkook stared at the end of it, it was too dark to see anything. Though he could see a tall dark figure at the end of the hallway.

Has there always been a coat hanger there?

He sighed for the second time that morning, his mind was certainly playing tricks on him. Jungkook walked into his room and towards the bed, pouting at the ceiling.

Everyone had seemed extra romantic with each other. It made Jungkook slightly sick, and sadly... jealous.

He continued to stare at the ceiling, quietly singing to himself.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when days are grey. You'll never know dear, how much I love you. So please don't take my sunshine away..."

There was a small creek that came from the bedroom door, the once ajar door now closed completely.

Jungkook stared at the sight before him, eh- it was probably Jimin, he never liked slightly opened doors.

Jungkook felt his eyes slowly close again, as he fell into another light sleep.

The sky was dark and the moon was bright, the trees glistening with the Moonlight and fresh rainwater. There was a small cabin, off in the distance.

As Jungkook madE his way to the cabin, he realized: It was the exact same cabin him and his friends were staying in.

Suddenly, Jungkook felt a sudden sense of dread. It was like someone was watching him, just beyond the tree line.

He ran towards the familiar cabin, carefully going up the stairs, meeting the familiar large dark spot on the porch right in front of the door.

*tap*

*tap*

*tap*

"What the fuck?" Jungkook whispered he turned over his shoulder to look outside the cabin steps. It wasn't coming from out there.

*tap*

*tap*

*tap*

The tapping continued, and Jungkook noticed the sound was coming from directly above him. He looked up slowly, but he found nothing dripping, he stared at the sunroof in confusion.

"Where is that coming from?" Jungkook said, louder this time. As if he was asking the thing watching him through the trees.

As he continued to stare up, Jungkook started to feel his shoes slowly getting soaked. The smell of rusted metal filled the air as Jungkook scrunched his nose in disgusted.

He looked towards the source of the feeling and screamed.

He was standing right on a large pool of dark crimson blood.

Jungkook tried to lift up his feet, but the blood had been too sticky. He was completely and utterly stuck.

"No." He said to himself. "What the hell is this?!"

Jungkook continued to try and free himself from the strong, sticky grip he was held in- but fell to the floor as a result.

"No!" He yelled, trying to free his hands and lower back from the trap.

As he continued shaking, he heard a voice coming from the other side of the door.

"You're not my jagiya, why are you here?"

And loud thump was heard, and Jungkook watched as more blood slowly started to come out from the bottom of the door, passing the small crack between the door and the porch, it all only adding to the blood that was already there.

Jungkook heard loud footsteps coming towards the door from the inside, and he watched the golden door handle turn slowly. Waiting to see whoever, or whatever was on the other side of the door.

The door opened abruptly revealing—

"JUNGKOOK, YOU FREAKING TWAT WAKE THE HELL UP!" A voice yelled, shaking Jungkook from his sleep immediately.

The sun was still bright outside, shining in Jungkook's eyes as he squinted at his surroundings.

Slowly, he began to regain his vision as he stared at the person that woke him up from his sleep.

It was Hoseok.

Jungkook was gonna have to thank him later.

"What is it Hyung?" He questioned, swinging his leg over the bed, watching the older with a tired look.

"So, I and the other guys are going outside to try and fish. Also to make a campfire and tell dumb ghost stories." Hoseok replied, staring at the other with a desperate expression. "And please don't say you're too tired to go, I don't wanna be by myself with two different couples. You're the only one I got man."

Jungkook sighed and rubbed his temple, trying to calm himself down from the utter nightmare he just had. "Sure Hoseok, I'll come too."

The older squealed, "Yay! Okay, be ready in 10 minutes!" And with that, the man rushed out of the room.

Jungkook stared at his bedroom door, his brain imagining blood slowly run from under it and into his room.

Slowly, Jungkook started to feel that same feeling at the beginning of his dream.

The feeling of being watched.

He sighed, getting up and slipping on his shoes. "I'm really going crazy."

Jungkook walked out of his room and down the hallway to meet his friends, not noticing that the dark figure he thought was a coat hanger was now crawling out of his closet.

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The last paragraph kinda spooked me while writing it.

Anyways! Hope you enjoy!!

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-Hannah

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