𝚂𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙴𝙽

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𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨: 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘺, 𝘙𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢, 𝘔𝘪𝘬𝘬𝘺 𝘌𝘬𝘬𝘰

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"Jimin?" A smile spread on the said boy's face. He turned around. But instantly frowned when he realized his vision was slightly blurry. But he still recognized the face in front of him. A soft kiss was pressed against his cheek. His smile widening at the gesture.

"I love you." He whispered. His fingers grazing across the side of his neck. Tucking behind a lock of Jimin's black hair.

Jimin opened his mouth, about to repeat those words back, when he heard his name being called from the behind. He turned around, confused. Taehyung and Jungkook came running up to him. Their face pale, and eyes filled with a panic. Red rings in the white of their eyes as if they were crying.

Their faces were clear unlike his. "What happened?" Jimin asked.

Jungkook gave a worried glance over to the other, breaking down. He pulled Jimin into a hug, continuously murmuring what sounded like a string of apologies. Taehyung held an equally broken look.

"What-"

Jimin blinked, everything going black. He blinked once again and found himself in the familiarity of an apartment. It was empty. It was just him. He frowned, looking around.

"Taehyung? Kookie?" He called, but got no reply. He frowned even more. Walking around and searching in every rooms. No one was there. He walked towards the door, opening and peeking into the corridor.

He was surprised when he realized that the hallway didn't belong to the apartment currently in. Jimin frowned even more in confusion and looked back inside. Gasping when he found himself in his own apartment.

"What is happening?" He whispered. He tilted his head to the side, wondering what was happening. He tried to remember how he ended up here. He remembered-

His eyes widen when he realized he didn't know have any memory from the beginning of the day.

It's a dream... he realized.

And immediately, the ground beneath him disappeared Jimin screamed out loud as he fell against a hard ground. His body rolled and tumbled like a rag doll. He felt what was like thorns digging into his skin, tightening around his ankle. Panicking, he tried to get rid of it. The more he did, the tighter it became around his ankle.

He felt the same prickle around his neck. Choking in pain once the barbs pierced through his skin. The pain tearing through him. Burning like acid around the punctures oozing out blood. He choked out breath. Bloody spilling out his mouth. His hands reaching forward to pull away the rope around his neck. It was all too familiar.

He needed to get out this dream. He knew that.

Suddenly, the tightening around his neck and ankles stopped. He gasped out a breath. Regretting the decision immediately. The ropes were still wrapped around him. And as he tried to breath, it felt like it was squeezing his throat.

He rolled up, getting up in knees. Blood dribbling down his neck. His vision blurred in and out of focus as he looked up. It was him, Jimin recognized right away. There was no way he could've mistaken him.

Slowly, he got up. Shaky on his feet. But a smile still, barely showed on his lips as he looked at him.

"Babe?" Jimin called.

He turned around. Jimin's heart fluttering a little. But then suddenly it felt like it had dropped to his stomach. He turned around and started walking away. Jimin frowned, slowly stepping forward. To make sure he could walk. And once he was sure, he picked up his pace. Wanting to get closer to him as soon as he could.

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