Hoseok POV.
It's our night in the forest.
I remember it clear as day.
This must be some kind of memory trail... am I dying right now?
Is this the last thing I will see, before there is no other thing but darkness awaiting me?
The settings around me change in the blink of an eye.
Seoul.
Our home town.
I am now reliving one of the many nights we have spend at this spot.
How we would always find a hideaway here.
No one would ever judge us.
I dare to blink and once again my settings change
Home.
The walls around me haven't changed at all, it's still the same home I used to live in.
"Where is my phone?"
I watch as Yoongi run past me, running into Namjoons arms.
"I didn't take it"
"Then it can only be Hoseok"
I can't help but smile, if this really is the end, I am going to miss those two.
"HOSEOK? DID YOU TAKE MY PHONE?"
No response.
I watch myself walk to him in shame, handing it over.
I really do always steal his phone... maybe now that is all over...
I don't want to let go...
Memories pass by me so fast I can't see, making me dizzy and uneasy.
It all stops.
Without a single warning.
No one is talking... everything is black
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Little Monsters 2.
Fanfiction"We Shall fight the evil microwave!" Namjoon and his two hybrids is finally moving in together, ready to start their new life! But new surprises happen to appear along with it