Say.
Are you ready?
The voice echoed in your head.
You could picture a cheshire smile that was forming in the moon.
The crescent moon wasn't sideways. It was laying down.
Sleeping.
Just like you.
But in here you weren't sleeping.
You stood there, on a dark red path.
Smiling.
Grinning.
But why was your face cracked?
Say.
Are you confused yet?
Do you still know what's happening?
It's alright.
You aren't Alice.
That's your twin's fate. He is the one that's following the bunny down the rabbit hole.
It's ok, you aren't Alice.
You are something much more worse.
At least the story of Alice is popular and gets reused all the time.
While you.
You are forgotten.
You are wrong.
People don't want you.
The unacknowledged.
The outcast.
You are Pluto.
Or should I say, 134340.
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Once again you woke up from the sunlight that somehow managed to get in through a gap of Kookie's black curtains.
Freaking sunlight ruining my sleep.
You blinked your tired eyes awake and it took you a second to realise that you had fell asleep in your twin's room.
Speaking of which, you noticed that your brother wasn't lying beside you and cuddling with you like how all boys does to you whenever you decided to nap with them. You put all your strength to your arms so that you could sit up because your waist was still useless.
You looked around once more until your gaze fell towards the lump on the floor right beside the bed.
It was Kookie sleeping on his room's white carpet.
He fell again, didn't he.
Memories of the times where you both had slept on bunk beds appear in your mind. Kookie would usually, almost always, end up rolling in his sleep and somehow every single time, he manages to roll off the railing of the bunk bed and fall towards the floor or onto the member that had their bed placed right beside them, aka Jimin. You remembered how after a few bumps and yells, the members, especially Jimin, decided to get a huge bean bag replace the spot where Jimin's bed previously was.
The same exact bean bag that was placed in the living room because Kookie's current bed was low enough to not cause any harm, with the fact that he had an extra thick mat.
You shook your head.
Jungkook hasn't changed at all.
"Kook-ah, time to wake up." You half shouted as you threw a pillow at him.
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Hidden 8th | BTS
FanfictionThere were always 8 members. From the beginning till now, it was always the lucky 8 number. You were hiding in plain sight, in each and every music video, Bangtan bombs, series etc; you were there in all the cut out scenes, in all the fancams and ma...
