Jimin walked slowly to hold a bottle of gasoline, pouring it on jungkook with a wide smile. The younger felt the liquid touch his skin and tears began forming in his eyes while shock painted his face.
"W-Why?" Jungkook cried out. "What's wrong with you? You aren't Jimin! Did the ouija board or whatever it is take over you? You aren't a killer and you can't hurt anyone, Jimin, what are you doing?"
Jimin smiled wider. "The real Jimin is gone, but I'm doing what he wanted"
It was then when Jimin turned on the lighter, approaching the flame to Jungkook.
"You'll burn like I burnt, my dear"
"Ring around the rosie" He sang softly, hearing the pained and helpless screams and seeing the fire taking over the boy, his skin popping like popcorn.
"A pocket full of posies" he enjoyed the scene, grinning maniacally.
His -practically not his- red eyes shined along with the yellow and orange flames.
"Ashes, ashes" time passed, Jungkook was slowly dying. He didn't look like himself anymore. Burnt hair, burnt face, burnt body, and he took his last breath.
"We all fall... Down" Jimin got up, going out of the room.
Aiming for his next prey.
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Ouija || Bts Au
Fanfiction"Is this really happening..?" He muttered, his chest going up and down. He was lost between the realization that he was still alive and that there were six boys, his friends, all dead. However, they brought it upon themselves.
