Btsexid Imagines

J-Hope x Hyelin: Rom.

Haunt My Heart

Warning!: Murder is mentioned and may be described briefly!

Hyelin's POV

They always said that misery enjoyed company, but you never really pay any mind to that when you're nothing but a young girl, no older than seven. That's exactly the way I was; naive to the world around me, not a single concern besides deciding when the next time I'd be able to play outside was. But as they always say, there comes an age where everything changes, your innocence dies out and misery is all that is left. Like milk, we all rot once that certain age comes. My rotting had come earlier than expected though.

My story wasn't exactly the greatest, I could guarantee that; having been killed in my slumber, by my own problematic mother at, while only being at the age of eight. Wasn't exactly an ideal death; having a sharp silver dagger jabbed into your chest, piercing right through your heart, the experience was just as agonizing as it sounded. I was now at the age of twenty-five, trapped in the ancient, tattered house that I had reached my demise in. I didn't suffer in this house because of the fact that I was trapped here, I didn't wail loudly in the dead of night because I couldn't escape this place. I was alone. Left isolated for over ten years. You would think that I would have been bitter towards the living considering my death, but no, I wanted to interact with them, talk to them, feel alive again, but the moment I would try, they would scream, pack, and leave me in the dust just as my mother did. I had no one because no one wanted to spare me a chance.

My lonely rein came to an end the moment he pulled up...

I sat at the bay window on the second floor of the old brittle house, staring down questionably at the silver SUV that pulled up into the driveway, the glare of the sun against the vehicle's aluminum roof prevented me from seeing the face of the owner of the car. I knew he couldn't see me at the moment because I wasn't harvesting all my energy, only then would I be able to come of a visual form to the living, and if I tried hard enough, even make myself of psychical form.

The minute I heard the groan of the heavy wooden door being opened, my eyes lit up. After a year of being alone, someone was finally here! Not to mention, the great feeling I had about this guy as I watched him unpack his things. He entered the house with the biggest smile that I'd ever seen, a contagious one, one that was brighter than the sun could beat. The male's curled chestnut hair made me desperately want to run my fingers through it as I watched him scurry around the house, placing everything in its new place. He couldn't tell that I laid sprawled against the new royal blue, felt soft that he had brought in, watching him with a surreal daze. He was such a gorgeous being, not to mention how kind and gentle he appeared to be as he set everything down lightly and apologizing to the inanimate objects. I watched over his broad shoulders as he set a metallic silver object on to the bamboo floors, wondering what could that be for. Although, my question was answered in under five minutes as the licking of little claws against the floor came racing into the room by his side. Oh my goodness!! He had a puppy!! The puppy's bulgy eyes stared at him with a pink slimed organ hung from its mouth as it awaited its owner to provide its meal. "Do you like the new place, Mickey?" he asked the long-haired, small dog as he poured the variously colored kibbles into the bowl, then patting the small animals head as it devoured the meal.

I didn't think the small dog could see me until, she twisted her stubby body to meet my form, which I didn't think she could see, bringing my eyes to widen in puzzlement. Cautiously, the dog approached me and then parked herself right in front of me, staring me dead in the eyes with her rounded bug eyes that made me melt in millions of hearts. "Hi there," I whispered gently to her in a slightly higher pitched voice, then craning my translucent hand to her head, attempting to lightly pat her, but my hand traveled right through her, but since I didn't want to scare the breath-taking newcomer away, I didn't bring myself to physical form. "Maybe later. I don't want to scare your owner." I beamed, sending her subtle wink before standing to my bare feet and skipping down the halls to find the male. Through the corner of my eye, my long dirty blonde locks bounced by my side with every hop I took, the little dog pranced by my side, making it appear as if we were performing a silly little dance that you would perform during an odd ritual.

Both, the little mammal and I gyrated down the lengthy, yet thin halls, passing every room without a single concern, besides keeping up with each other. Her stubby paws bounced against the wood as I twisted on my toes to meet her, as she stood on her hind legs. "W-what?" A trembling voice caused me to halt right in my tracks and whip my head in the direction of the voice; my smile slowly loosened it's strings, revealing a horrified frown at the petrified male that stood frozen before me. "Please don't be scared! I-I won't do anything to scare you! I-I'm nice! Please don't leave!" I pleaded, not wanting to experience the empty hollow feeling that weighted my chest when there was no one around, no one to talk to, to be alone once again.

"Who are you? What are you going to my house?" The man questioned, interrogating, curiosity replacing fear. The male hesitantly strolled in my direction, the tangerine light bleeding through the windows, illuminating his fair skin. If it wasn't that my heart no longer pulsed, it would have been beating a million beats per second at the sight of his burning milk chocolate brown orbs that hyperfocused into my own. I felt that I would liquify at the intensity of how his stare, captivating me with his own windows. "I'm Seo Hyelin. I've lived here for a long time." I responded in a soft tone that I tried to make as smooth as a whisper in the wind. "But, I thought this house was vacant...?" His clear confusion shone right through like clear glass; an involuntary giggle rumbled from the back of my throat because of his sheer naive nature. "I died here years ago. I haven't left since." I clarified, keeping a bright smile on my face, assuming it would better break the news. "You're a...ghost?" He shuttered. Anxiety boiled inside me at his lack of response, allowing a sigh of pure disappointment to escape my lips. "You're going to leave now...aren't you?" My frown deepened, displaying my farther expectation, but depression. "I mean, if you don't mind me staying, I'm not really bothered by you. You seem very nice. I'm Hoseok, by the way." He grinned sweetly, his light orbs glittered in the sun's sinking light as he stepped closer to me, examining my facial features, before saying: "You are really beautiful."

His sudden comment caught me by the throat, suffocating my words with a constricted throat, I didn't know what to say. I smiled bashfully as we both sat on his bed, his eyes never departing from my own. I was flattered at his attraction instead of fear.

After months, and months on end, Hoseok and I spent countless nights conversating about random things that life had to offer, or death. Most of our conversations traveled through depths beyond words; insecurities, concerns, trauma and...loneliness. We spend various nights where we would simply lay on his bed, eyes transfixed on each other, silently cherishing the company of the other, yet we couldn't touch. No matter how many attempts we made to simply lock hands, my hand would sink right through his. My desire to feel his warm flesh against mine grew stronger with every attempt. I tried even while he was asleep. I would harvest all the energy I had but would burn out, but for him, I could never just give up.

"Hoseok, you trust me right?" I asked one night.

"Of course, why? What's up?" He asked, raising a brow to an arch as I gnawed on my bottom lip, determined to complete the task I had been bustling about for months.

"I want you to grab my hand, don't squeeze until I tell you to," I explained, trying to grasp his hand. "Hyelin, whether you can touch me or not. I still love you no matter what, we will get there one day, but just let it take time, don't force yourself. You can haunt my heart for however long you want, I'll still thank you for being by my side, whether I can touch you or not." But what I didn't notice is that his words brought so much joy and energy to me...He was able to grasp my hands.

"Hyelin?" He said with a wide, proud smile on his face, instantly pulling me into his tight embrace.

"I guess all I needed was your love to help me feel again..." I stated with the biggest smile any spirit could harness, but sinking farther into his loving arms.

Hello! Kinda sucks, but was in a rush lol! I might edit it later! I hope you guys had a happy and safe Halloween! (If you celebrate it) Love you all!