"Forest of Music." Horror AU

Chapter 9

[warning: This chapter contains sensitive elements such as blood, graphic language, and detailed action. If you are sensitive to these things or are easily frightened, please do not read. Also, the depictions of the idols represented in this, are a mere work of fiction. Do not take anything to heart.]

[Jimin's P.O.V.]

I didn't like this idea Mrs. Mari had about luring that monster out by herself, actually, I fucking HATED it. Jungkook was on my side about it as well. It was fucked up for the fact that we are just allowing her to do this by herself. But nothing we said seemed to change her mind.

I was sitting in the far corner of the tent, arms folded as I stared intently at the back of her. She was leaning over a table, hands on the top with her head bowed down. I could tell she was nervous about this as well, but I knew she was trying to put on a strong front for us. Needlessly to say, it was hard for me to watch.
So, I stood up and began walking over in her direction only to have Jungkook stop me, gently grabbing my arm.

"H-hey, Jimin? M-may I ask you something?" He said in a whisper. I don't know why he was using a tone like that. Was it something so important that he didn't want Mrs. Mari to overhear? Who knows.

I look from her, back to Jungkook and I sigh. "Sure, what is it?" I ask him, studying his face. He looked lost. I could feel my heart in my stomach. "Not here..." he replied, pulling me aside to the other far end of the canopy tent we were in. I gasped as he was almost dragging me, but I let him.

"W-woah, woah Jungkook?" I ask, wondering what this was about. All of a sudden we stop and he lets my arm go.
"I'm sorry I am being so straightforward with this, Jimin-hyung. But, I have to know." He exhaled with a shaky breath. "What exactly happened with you and your friend? Taehyung, was it?"

I gulped, my saliva feeling like sand paper as it slid down my throat. The feeling of dread and complete and utter loneliness floods my memory, once more. Making those horrid memoirs haunt my brain. I felt uneasy, but I held back my emotions.

"I-" I began, but I stuttered. The words ceased to leave my tongue. They hitched at the back of my throat. I was unable to utter the answer I so desperately wanted to give him. "I c-can't." I look away, my gaze finding a piece of small fabric on the floor. I just stare at it.

[3rd P.O.V]

Jungkook noticed Jimin's hesitation and unwillingness to participate. But, the younger male did not like that at all. He wanted answers. He was not about to follow out this dangerous mission, without some piece of information that would help them, in the future.

So he reached over and gripped the shorter Male by the shoulders, lightly gripping them. Light enough so it wouldn't hurt, but hard enough to garner that man's attention. He snapped his head back up to focus, looking into the younger man's eyes.