A Battle of Reality ✓

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Jungkook stopped singing due to the tears stinging and piercing on his eyes. Yoongi stopped playing the piano and glanced at Jungkook in confusion.

"What's wrong?" Yoongi asked the youngest.
"No one's coming for us." Jungkook hissed, standing up only to fall back down, his legs were out of energy somehow.

Jungkook grabbed the wheelchair, sitting on it. Yoongi sighed and slammed his head down on the piano keys, falling asleep instantly. Jungkook stayed awake, staring outside the windows.

Jungkook raced his wheelchair to the outside, looking down at the deadly fall that sat in front of his big doe eyes that shined with stinging tears. He weakly stood up, closing his eyes as the calm wind brushed against him and whooshed past his clothing that floated.

He listened to the honks of cars, store doors opening and closing, small markets yelled for attention, and the airplanes racing about from afar. No one was nearby him, but they were all somehow close. The youngest still had hope left in his heart, he hoped that it wouldn't vanish. That is why he sat back down on his wheelchair and waited.

He knew his friends would find him.
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Taehyung woke up, lifting his head off Jimin's chest. He heard the others enter the hospital. He sighed and put on his clothes. The smallest woke up as well, putting on his clothes, linking arms with Tae afterwards.

"Hey guys." Taehyung said as he and his boyfriend exit the room.
"Is Jungkook here??" Jimin eagerly asked.

Hoseok shook his head, glancing at Namjoon that seemed upset.
"We are packing resources tomorrow morning, and leaving right away." Namjoon sternly declared, walking to his room.

The three watched him walk away,
"I'll go talk to him." The youngest inferred.

Taehyung walked to Namjoon's room, sitting next to him. Namjoon glued his solemn eyes on the cold hard ground.
"Hey, pal." Tae mumbled.

"Hi." Namjoon replied.

"Listen. You being stressed like this won't help in the search for Jungkook." Taehyung consoled.

"I know we will find Jungkook and we'll take him back here, or wherever this dimension takes us next. That's why we'll start tomorrow, we won't give up, hyung." Taehyung draped an arm over Namjoon's sulking shoulders.

Namjoon palmed his lips together as he listened to Taehyung,
"I miss him a lot too. Just know that I won't give up. I'm sure Hoseok wouldn't either. Disintegrating hurts like bitch, but I know we won't. I'm going to try hard. And so will you."

The corners of Namjoon's lips curved into a smile, that's where his dimples popped up and complimented the smile. Tae grinned,
"Now get some rest, I need to talk to Jimin about this journey." Tae soothed.

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Taehyung entered Jimin's room, but he was gone. He knew he disintegrated. He sat down on Jimin's bed and waited.
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today i had some inspiration, it was awesome and so this new friend encouraged me to continue writing and that is what I will do
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