A Battle of Reality ✓

6

Jimin paced around the dance room, walking to the mirror, placing his small hand against it.
"How do I get back..? I danced the steps." Jimin mumbled.

Jimin froze, this was something he feared.
Hoseok had to enter the nightmare he was in so he could finish the steps with him.
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"Cmon, guys just a few more minutes..." Hoseok mumbled, his teeth chittered, and his body shivered along with the other two.

"You s-said that six times..." Taehyung mumbled.
Hoseok fell down to the ground, he held himself tightly, he was so cold, his arms hurt so badly.

"I'm going to disintegrate." Hoseok frantically said.
"What?" Namjoon replied.

"Jimin starved, and he disintegrated." Hosoek shivered.

"How do we know this isn't a risk??" Taehyung asked Joon.

Taehyung took off his jacket, cringing at the harsh weather, he handed Hoseok his jacket. The oldest sighed in relief, wearing the jacket close.

Namjoon thought to himself, taking the jacket from Hoseok,
"I have an idea."
"What are you doing..?!" Taehyung yelled.

The harsh winds grew stronger and much colder, Hoseok's painful groans were elicited from the weather. Taehyung panicked, waiting for Namjoon's response.

"If Hoseok disintegrates, he can find Jimin!!" Namjoon yelled to Taehyung.

"Fuck... I'm sorry Hoseok!! We'll meet you in the hospital." Taehyung held Hoseok's hand.

Hoseok nodded anxiously, holding himself tightly, signaling the two to go away. Taehyung and Namjoon rushed to walk away, squinting as the desert sand flew around. Tae looked back to see that Hoseok turned to dust.
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Jimin jumped at the booms of thunder, widening his eyes as he saw the door knob twist. Hoseok entered the room, examining every inch of it.

"Why am I here..?" Hoseok mumbled.
"Hobi!! Thank god you're here! You need to set me free!" Jimin hugged Hoseok.

"What's going on??" Hoseok grumbled.
"I have to dance the moves right and I'll return, please, I need your help, I saw the video. I know you know the dance! I saw you with the girl, pl-..!!" Jimin flinched as Hoseok yelled,

"ENOUGH!"

Jimin mute himself, looking away from Hoseok. The eldest sighed, looking into the mirror, he was wearing the same outfit the day he received the cake and danced.

These he orange hoodie that hung below his hips, gray shorts, black and white socks and shoes.
"Hobi, this is our only way to get the others. You need to help me." Jimin held Hoseok's hands.

"N-No. All you want is Taehyung. I can't do this, I won't!" Hoseok rebuked.

"I want to see my best friend! I want you to reunite with Namjoon, I wang to see Taehyung! I want us all to get back together as friends! Please, Hoseok!" Jimin argued.

Hoseok lowered his head as he thought.

"Who is she..?" Jimin consoled, holding Hoseok's hand tighter.
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