PLUTO. BTS eighth member. {slow updates}

bad dreams

i heard you breakdown through these thin walls of our hotel rooms at 4am.

i've seen you've been getting a lot of hate lately.

i walk to your room and knock softly but you don't hear it over your sobbing.

i open your door and walk in to see the moon shining on your face as you stand on your balcony.

"jin oppa ?" i said softly careful not to scare you out of the blue. you wiped your nose and eyes with your sweater paws and smiled at me.

"what are you doing awake soomin-ah" you tell me and try to pretend like nothing happened. i ignored your question and hugged you tightly.

"please don't cry , i'm here oppa we're all here for you. you don't deserve to be treated like this." i said cupping your face.

i saw how your tears fell more and more as you leaned into my hands as i wiped your tears away.

"i'm sorry soomin i'm so sorry" you sobbed.

then you let go of my hands, and jumped off the balcony.

i screamed and tried to grab your hands but i was too late.

then, soomin woke up.