Ripple: BTS AU Story ✓

Chapter 25

Hello! I am back with another chapter. I don't really have much to say except that I went to a BTS concert!!!!!! I am still so in shock and I am also feeling that post-concert depression. It's all alright though. I'm okay. Now, let's get onto this chapter!

Jimin frowns as a door appears right in front of him. It is like he's standing on air. He looks around, but can only see darkness. He hesitates a little as he places his hand on the doorknob. He slowly twists and pushes the door open. Jimin peeks into the room, not entirely sure if he should go inside. He observes the room with wide eyes. It's a nice room. There isn't anything really threatening about it. It has a white aesthetic. The walls are white and so is the furniture. There isn't a single splash of color that stands out in the blank room. Jimin frowns and takes a step in. He doesn't entirely trust the room, but he doesn't have anywhere else to go. As he walks in, the door swings shut behind him. He glances behind him, but doesn't check to see if the door is locked or not. He isn't as freaked out as he probably should be. There's a reason he is in here. If the door shut like that, there has to be a reason he's here. Jimin takes a deep breath before walking deeper into the room. It has a rather simple layout. Jimin makes his way over to a table, wondering if something may be there. Like a note. "Maybe, it's like an escape room...." Jimin mutters to himself as he stands in front of the table. Just like he assumed, there is something laying there. Not a clue, but rather pictures. Jimin picks up one of them and looks it over. It's a Polaroid picture of a man. A very good-looking man. Jimin's brow furrows as he looks through the other pictures. They're all of the same person. He can't seem to put a name to the face, but he recognizes it for some reason. Jimin stares at the picture in his hand for a little longer. Suddenly, images push their way to his mind. Images and sounds that make his head spin. He struggles to determine what they are, but he can only make out loud windshield sounding laughter. He sees someone throwing a flying kiss and him hugging the man. Jimin shakes his head, not really understanding what that all was. He looks down at the Polaroid and sees writing that he had failed to notice at first. The words read, Jin hyung. Jimin frowns, the name is familiar, but why?

Jimin places the picture back on the table and takes a step back. He does a full three-sixty before his eyes land on a couch. He walks over to it, knowing that he would find something there. As he gets closer, he can see Polaroid pictures placed on top of one of the cushions. Jimin plops onto the couch and grabs a few of the pictures. He glances at the images with wide eyes. It's of another man, this one a little paler. He feels a smile appear on his face as he looks a picture of the man wearing a short black wig. He looks at the Polaroids, wondering if there was a label on any of these. He spots one and gasps when his mind is flooded with images. "Min Yoongi...." Jimin mutters as an image of the man rapping appears in his mind. This is followed by a sleeping version of the man. His mind focuses on the man's scowl that turns into a gummy smile. He doesn't get to think about it for long before these flashes all fade. Jimin bites his lip, what is all this? Who are all these people?

Jimin stands up from the couch. He lets the Polaroid fall from his hand and onto the floor. He knows the last two people were important to him. He just couldn't determine why. He looks around the room again and his eyes land on beanbag chairs leaning against the wall. He slowly makes his way over to them, not really knowing what he would find. Scattered all around the beanbags are Polaroids. Jimin drops to his knees and picks up one of the pictures. "TaeTae," Jimin reads from the photo he picked up. His heart warms a little as he spots a picture of 'TaeTae' with a fluffy little dog. Jimin shuffles through the pictures and smiles as he sees more photos of this young man. He feels a connection with him that he can't quite place. He thinks this person is his friend. His best friend, but he can't say he's a hundred percent positive on that. All of a sudden, Jimin feels a sharp pain in his head. He lets out a gasp and grips onto the sides of his head. His head spins as voices and laughter travel across his mind. He feels as if these moments are happening right in front of him. He feels TaeTae wrap his arms around him. He sees them race one another down the sidewalk. He spots his friend with teary eyes. He feels care and love and a bond that is unlike any other. All of this leaves Jimin, as fast as it came.