Friends with the Supernatural (A BTS Fanfiction)

Chapter 11

Shiro's P.O.V.

Saturday......

It has nearly been a week since I spoke to the boys, well except for Kookie. Now it was the weekend again, I didn't particularly want to talk to them. Not after what happened after the restaurant.

Flashback.....

As soon as Jungkook was about to speak, I interrupted him.
"Jungkook, please. Not here." I pleaded, facing my brother and holding his wrists in my hand.
"But, there's nobody here. It's just us up here right?" He said, looking around the table, the guys nodding in confirmation. I continued looking at him, not realising that my eyes were watering.
"Shiro....are you okay?" I heard Jin and Jimin say at the same time. I turned to them and nodded silently, not wanting to let the tears fall. The others looked at each other whilst we stood there.

"It's still raw isn't it?" A voice spoke out of nowhere. I looked to Kookie, who looked just as horrified and ears up straight. I turned around to the others who were all equally confused, until it spoke again.
"The pain.....the loss......It's still there." All of us turned to the source of the voice: Kim Taehyung. He looked at me with sad eyes as we all stared at him.

"H-H-How did you know that?" Me and Jungkook said simultaneously as we looked at him. He hesitated before answering us.
"I can feel people's pain, grief and suffering." He answered simply, bringing his head down. I continued to look at him as did the others.
'What the fuck is going on?! First, the whole incident with Kai, then that thing with Jin, now this?!'  I argued with myself until a hand grabbed me, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"I think it's best if we go back to the dorm and explain." Hoseok said to me as we started making our way out of the restaurant.

"Jimin, you're paying" Jin said, followed by a groan.

The dorm............

We entered the dorm and it still looked how it did when we left: Destroyed beyond repair. The eight of us looked at each other before setting to work...or it should've been.

"Namjoon, you ready?" Yoongi asked him as he stood in the middle of the wreckage of the kitchen. He simply nodded.
"Shiro. Watch closely." Jimin told me as I kept my focus on Namjoon. All the way back, the boys have been acting shifty, I don't know why. But.. I guess I'm about to find out.

No one's P.O.V

The group watched as Namjoon stood in the middle of the room, focusing on something and shut his eyes. Raising both his arms in the air, he started to mumble an incantation, causing his hair to turn pink. Shiro and Jungkook's eyes grew wider and wider as the various amounts of debris and broken plaster started to levitate in the air and start to form into pieces and secure back to where they had broken off from. After a while, Namjoon began to grow tired and weak, causing his spell to start coming undone.

"Namjoon! Let me help!" Taehyung said to his friend as he started using his powers to help his friend, along with Jin, who started healing his fatigue. All of this was too much of a sight for the siblings as they looked on in awe, shock and confusion.
Around half an hour later, both the kitchen and the living room were back to normal, albeit with three very tired Kims' and no plates. (A.N. Namjoon's power is limited to things he hasn't broken, in this case, plates.) The rest of the group were all sat in the living room, exhausted having just witnessed the whole magic show, all except for Shiro, who was sat on her own in one of the armchairs.

"Can somebody please tell me what the bloody hell is going on?!" She stated to her companions as they were alerted of her tone. The group looked at each other, as if to decide who was going to say something, all the while Jungkook looked at his sister as Taehyung cuddled against him, unsure of what to do, considering he knew the truth about the school...and had forgotten to tell his sister.
"Well, it looks like I'm going to have to tell her." Jimin interjected as he stood up and headed to Shiro's armchair.