Deads Advocate

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Italics indicates a dream 

(Indicates Jungkook's vision)

-- Indicates Jin's --

' Indicates thought '

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Fingers stilled on the keyboard, Jungkook had been working steady on his new paper for almost a week now, the words flowing easily.

The sudden creak came again.

 "Hello?" he called, a cold sweat breaking out on his body. Turning back, he was stopped again by the noise, "Calm down Jungkook, it's just the wind." 

He'd been on edge lately, reliving his forty-eight hours of hell. Jin hyung had given him the tape, swearing up and down he'd never watch it again.

Walking towards the bedroom on silent socked feet, he pushed the door open slowly. 

"Nothing here," he muttered glancing around the neat room. "You're just a chicken." 

Turning back, he took a single step towards his desk before freezing. 

Terror rooted him to the spot.

There was a silhouette of a woman, in a white high necked old fashioned dress. Long pale fingers twitched, her black hair seemed to hover around her as she slowly turned towards him.

That blood red smile stretching grotesque lips...black soulless eyes focused on Jungkook.

"Oh please no..." his voice barely a whisper.

That smile grew wider....

"No!" He yelled, waking suddenly. Sweat soaked, he panted, heart thudding in his chest. He took great heaving breaths trying to calm himself.

That dream again.

"It's just a dream, just a dream..." he reminded himself. Heart slowing, breath evening. Jungkook sighed as the world was once more in focus. A sudden beep made his heart race once more, he glanced at his alarm.

7 am. It was time to get up and start his day.

With a small groan Jungkook heaved his legs over the side of his bed, blinking as the early morning sun was filtering through the curtains.

"Another day Tae." He glanced at the photo beside his bed, focusing on the small smile of the soldier with his arm around him. "Soon love." he mumbled, blowing a kiss in the direction of the picture.

Standing he padded into the bathroom, eager to wash the sweat from his nightmare away. It had been almost a year since 'Kim Hill Manor'.

A whole year.

He hadn't had a nightmare in months. He thought they had finally stopped. The one today had caught him by surprise.

Stepping into the warm spray felt nice, but he had work today and couldn't linger. Suddenly he gasped as a vision flashed in his mind.

(Warm smiling face.

"Tae Tae!"

Taehyung was running towards him, in his fatigues. "Kookie!"

His face was happy, warm arms outstretched as Jungkook ran into them and cried...)

Gasping, he came back to himself with a suddenness, the hot water pounding his still tired body. Blinking, Jungkook felt the sharp pain behind his eyes fading slowly. It had been a strong vision, one that made him believe that Taehyung was going to be home soon.