The bungalow looked old and beat-up from the outside.
This fact alone makes one wonder, why live in such an old house and that too in an isolated place at that...........But as they say "Don't judge a book by its cover", this line made perfect sense in this very situation.That damn bungalow looked nothing close to haunted at all from the inside........It looked like it just wasn't taken good care of and needed some cleaning.....
A/n: It doesn't look exactly like this tho, I cudn't find something that's actually close to how m trying to describe but this shud give u an idea!
Yoongi: Hmm..... The inside doesn't look that bad huh...sense anything, Tae?
Taehyung closes his eyes trying to concentrate. A few seconds later, he opens his eyes finally.
Taehyung: Uhmm. . . I sense a strong presence above us.*looking up*
Yoongi followed Taehyung's suit and looked up too.
Yoongi: Upstairs huh.....!
They both nodded and decided to go upstairs. As they walked towards the staircase, Yoongi suddenly stopped at his tracks. It seemed as if time had stopped at the very moment. He stood frozen stiff for quite some time.
Taehyung looked at him, confused. He waved his hand infront of Yoongi's eyes like how anyone would do to snap someone out of their daze. But Yoongi didn't bat an eye nor did he flinch. Then He called out for him.
Taehyung: Hyung?. .Yoongi. . .Hyung. .??
Seeing as to how unresponsive Yoongi was being to him, Taehyung panicked and grabbed Yoongi's shoulder tightly.
Taehyung: HYUNG!?!?!?!?
Yoongi: Huh? *startled*Yoongi snaps from his daze, hearing Taehyung's "desperate" call for him. It felt like he had just came back to earth. He started sweating and breathed heavily for a few moments.
Taehyung: What happened, Hyung? *looking concerned*
Yoongi: Uhm. . . Nothing, let's just go
upstairs.
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Us and Them
FanfictionIn a world where spirits and humans co-exist together, can a ghost fall in love with a human? Follow Yoongi and Taehyung on their crazy adventure with a ghost who try to find the answer to this question. . . . But everything is not what it seems...