who is it // bts //

two

7.39 pm

"First, a vase broke. Second, a painting broke. Third, you're saying this dorm is haunted."

"Why do you make it sound like it isn't possible, Joon?" Hoseok eyes Namjoon, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Because it isn't possible!" the taller exclaims. "Ghosts and spirits don't exist."

"You're just saying that because you haven't seen nor encountered one hyung." Jungkook butts in from the couch, leaning on the arm rest, looking up at the rap line that conversed.

"I don't because when things happen, I think logically and don't jump to conclusions. I'm not like you who watch these ridiculous movies of paranormal stuff, Kook." Namjoon retorts, raising an eyebrow at the younger before turning back to the other two.

"What will we say to Jin hyung when he finds out?" He asks, crossing his arms.

Yoongi sighs. "We'll mention it of course. No use to hiding. We'll buy a new one instead."

Jimin laughs from across the room, sitting at the other side of the couch he shared with the maknae.

"I don't even think Jin hyung minds all those vases that fell for no reason. He usually just gets mad when someone saw who broke it or if someone admits they had done it." He suggests, switching his gaze from the television to the small group.

Jungkook tapped his pointing finger at the air towards the oldest maknae, not glancing at anyone, eyes glued to the television screen.

"True that."

The other three rolled their eyes.

"Don't butt into this. The adults are talking." Yoongi fires back.

"I'm twenty two hyung."

"You might want a double check on that Kook." The second eldest replies.

He turns to Hoseok and Namjoon, ignoring Jungkook's complains and whines.

"So what do you want me to do hyung?" Namjoon exasperated. He didn't know why he was even entertaining this immature claim.

Hoseok sighed. "What we're saying is that there must be something messing with us. Think about it Joon," he starts. "We had been getting these weird sounds in the middle of the night since 2013. We dismissed it. We said it may just be the neighbors or someone messing with us."

"Then we move here," he continues. "And things are breaking. Still with none admitting who did them, saying it were merely accidents. Then now? No one tried to break in. It was just me and Yoongi hyung here. A vase breaks without anyone near it -"

"You were in the hallway-"

"No where near the vase hyung! No where near!" Hoseok exclaims before exhaling, turning back to the taller. "Then we hear a thump from Tahyung's room, with us being in the complete opposite side of the dorm. We go there, and a painting fell. What or who could have done it?"

Hoseok breathes, arms crossing across his chest. "Now Joon," he eyes their leader. "What logical explanation can you give to convince me there isn't something messing with us?"

Namjoon was frustrated. Of course he couldn't blame them for making such guesses and assumptions. It just bothered him because all his life, he strongly believed ghosts and paranormal activities were merely jokes.

"I don't know! All I believe and continue to believe is that ghosts aren't real. Fine, let's say this dorm is haunted. What can we do? We can't use that as an excuse to move to another dorm. We can't tell that to Sejin hyung. They'd think we're playing with them." Namjoon reasons out, sighing. He can't deal with the situation any longer.