Going home - Yoongi: third

"Are you coming back?" He asked. Yoongi sighed softly to himself and bit back a smile. "Maybe." was all he said before disappearing around the corner.

He didn't necessarily want to leave Jimin all alone, but he had to. Rule #17 haunted his every waking step, he was afraid to fall in love with anyone, whether they lived in his realm or in the human world. Everything was different if you were a werecat - they always said that werecat's were the Creator's biggest mistake. Voldemort was the only one who took him in and took care of him and treated him as if he was like anyone else. Voldemort didn't follow what the rule book said. He didn't agree with the discrimination and hatred towards the werecats, he didn't believe they were mistakes - he believed that they were blessings.

**changing to first**

I saw Hoseok's house through the cities' gates, it's overgrown vines and tile roofing. Every time I see the house I just imagine that Voldemort will appear outside the door and greet everyone who passes by and wish them a good day. But once reality hits I realise that he's gone and he isn't coming back. I walked through the gates and up the small steps through the door.

Taehyung and Hoseok weren't in-sight so I decided to go to my room. I heard two voices one I knew as Taehyung's and the other's I didn't - perhaps someone of Taehyung's an old affair or whatnot. I passed Hoseok's room but stopped when I heard him talking to himself.

"Dad.. Jungkook told me that I'm able to contact dead spirits.. How come you never tried to contact me? If I'm able to contact the dead then why didn't you try to contact me? I miss you.." His voice cracked at the end. It breaks my heart to see him hurting. I wanted to comfort him but I didn't have the energy so I went to my room and went to bed.

**Nightmares - Jimin: first**

I woke up on the ground. Outside. I looked around and realised I had no idea where I was. There was a purple house, with a golden brass handle. The door was a square shape with many small windows. It was an oddly shaped house with a small sign hanging from the first roof.

'Voldemort's Shoppe For All Thing's Magic!'

I shook my head, pushing myself off the floor and walked up the steps and opened the door. I peeked my head in a saw two figures arguing. Once my eyes focused I realised who they were. One seemed to be Yoongi and one of his friends?

"Hoseok, why don't you ever listen?! Why can't you stop!? Huh?!" Yoongi shoved his friend back. "Why can't you learn to quit?! Why can't you learn your place?! Why can't you realise that Voldemort is gone and you can't bring him back no matter how hard you try!!? All your doing is hurting yourself! You're only wasting your energy! You-"

"I get it , Yoongi-"

"Obviously, you don't! You don't.. Hoseok, you're only hurting yourself!" Yoongi brushed passed Hoseok roughly and left the house slamming the door. I looked back to Hoseok and he was sobbing on the floor, curled up into a little ball.

"Hoseok.." I mumbled but he didn't hear me. I walked over to him and squatted down beside him and rubbed his back. He seemed unfazed. "Hoseok... It's okay." Despite not knowing this man I wanted him to be happy and smile - I wanted him to stop crying.

There was loud banging on the other side of the door. There was also a lot of shouting and screaming as well. I stood up and walked over and opened it. Yoongi's back was facing the door and I noticed Hoseok in my peripheral vision.

I noticed the spear coming towards Yoongi and Hoseok and my mind went blank and my body acted on it's own.

Next thing I know there's a spear all the way through my chest*. I turned behind me and see that Yoongi has his hand wrapped around the weapon as an attempt to --

I shot out of bed, covered in a cold sweat. I saw Jin and Namjoon burst through my door asking if I'm okay. I couldn't answer, I made grabby hands to Jin and he came right over and crawled in bed next to me and held me close.

"What's wrong, Jiminie?" He stroked my hair comfortingly. "I had a nightmare.." This took Jin by surprise.

"When did you and Namjoon get back?" Jin sighed. "A couple hours ago.. We heard you crying so we came in." I nodded, burying my head deeper into Jin's chest. Namjoon crouched behind me and rested a hand on my arm.

I felt light headed and I heard Jin asking questions and Namjoon saying ' I don't know' as I blacked out.

_______ **Jimin's second nightmare

I woke up on a soft bed rather than a cold ground.  I looked around me, the walls were blue with stars on them. I looked at the blankets - they're yellow. I looked to the door, the brass handle turned downwards and opened.

A man stood in the doorway, his head turned facing down the hall.

"Hoseok I said I don't know alright. I don't know! Leave me alone!" The man walked in and slammed the door shut behind him. I realise that this man was Yoongi. 

"Yoongi!" He ignored me. He sat on the edge of the bed and laid back.

"Hoseok doesn't know when to quit... Voldemort, why did you raise such an egghead? Why is he so stubborn? Why.. Is he so..  I don't know..." Yoongi talked aloud to himself.

"Yoongi..?" I waved my hand in front of his face. Still no response.

Am I invisible?

He sighed.

"Night of the full moon..." He mumbled. I wonder how he feels about being the only werecat from a werewolf family.

"Yoongi -"

"Goddammit! Yoongi!" There was shouting downstairs, calling for Yoongi to come down. He rolled off the bed and walked out the door.

I followed.

"... Why can't you clean up your own mess? Why do I have to do it? Why does it have to be me? Why do I have take care of all of it for you-"

"Why are you so picky about everything? This entire room is a mess, it's all because you're too buried in your father's work! You're too busy to realise just how much this town is falling apart! How much I'm falling apart! Voldemort was the only person who actually accepted me and took care of me and treated me like everyone else," Yoongi's voice cracked. I wanted to hug him- seeing anyone hurting hurts me... I like seeing people smile and happy not sad and hurt.

"Hyung I -"

"Don't 'hyung' me." Yoongi snapped. "I'm going out... Don't try to find me if I'm not back by morning." Yoongi grabbed his cloak off the rack and closed the door with a loud slam.

I looked back at Hoseok, tears threatened his eyes. I walked over and back hugged him. He remained unfazed. "It's okay..." I whispered. "He's just emotional." I laid my head on his back and gave him a light squeeze. He placed his hands on my arms and pulled me off him.

When he faced me he asked:

"Who are you?"

___

Jin **after Jimin blacked out.**

"No Joon! I won't calm down... I..." My husband pulled me into a hug, in hopes to calm me down. But I couldn't. Jimin talked about having nightmares again - he hasn't had nightmares since his mom died.

"Baby,  he'll be fine - he hasn't been getting much sleep either.. He looks exhausted, and so do you, get some sleep I'll watch Jimin, okay?"I reluctantly sighed and pulled away from his grip. His hands rested on my hips.

" I love you, get some rest." He kissed my my forehead and gave me a smile. I returned one and went to my room and went to sleep.

** Jimin**

"Who are you?"

He finally saw me..? 

"I won't ask again! Who are you and why are you in my house?!" He shouted. I fidgeted with my sleeves - pulling them over my hands.

"Hoseok,  I -" His eyes softened and he pulled me into a hug. "I'm sorry I -" He cut himself off.  He pulled from me and I took in his features... He looked a lot younger than me*.

Is this the past? Everything feels different, unreal and so surreal.

"Hoseok... Where am I?" He looked at me, confused. "Did you hit you're head or something, kid?" I shrugged not really knowing myself.

"Ah," I winced grabbing my chest in pain.

"Are you okay?" Hoseok crouched to the floor with me and unbuttoned my shirt slightly. "You're the kid who jumped in front of Yoongi..." He grabbed a box off the table and opened it. It was filled with medical stuff - like the expensive stuff that I can't afford even with my stable job. 

He cleaned my wound careful not to hurt me. "Jimin." I said. He looked up and raised a brow. "My name, it's Jimin." He nodded. "What kind of wereanimal are you?" He asked as he began to bandage my chest.

"I'm not?" He pinned the bandage and buttoned my shirt back up.  "Then are you a wizard? Part of the Royal line?" He packed up the stuff and placed the box on the table.

I shrugged. "I don't know?" He pressed his lips in a thin line. "If you don't know what you are... Maybe you're a ghost?" He asked. "Or a spirit?" I shrugged again. "I honestly don't -"

The door was burst through but all that came through was a white engulfing light.

"Jimin. Jimin. Jimin. Jimin!" I felt myself being shaken but I couldn't quite open my eyes or move my body. I felt restricted.

Hoseok was gone. I couldn't see him.

"Jimin!"

I walked towards the door "Hoseok...  Where are you?" I poked my head out the door and all I saw was more white light. "Hoseok?" I ran out the door to find him.

"Jimin!" My vision was blurred but I could make out the figure in front of me.

It was Jin.

His hands were holding either side of my face. "Jimin, baby are you okay?" His thumbs stroked my wet skin.

"Jimin, why we're you crying?" I honestly didn't know. Maybe I was scared that something happened to Hoseok. Or even Yoongi.

I shook my head. "I don't know." I felt my eyes sting with tears and slip down my cheeks. I buried my face in my hands.  "I honestly don't." I hated crying for no reason. It made me feel weak, I also felt kind of stupid. People usually cry if they're sad or scared but...  I don't know why I was crying.

Was I sad?

Was I scared?

I didn't know.

"Jiminie do you want to talk about your nightmares? I'm always here for you, you know that?" He  pulled my hands off my face and cupped my face, stroking my cheeks - wiping any stray tears.

I nodded and began to tell him about my nightmares.  I paid attention to his facial expressions. Every now and then his mouth would form into an 'O' shape, or press into a thin line. He remained expressionless for the most part.

When I finished Jin rested his head on his open hand. "I don't know what to tell you Chim, I don't know what to tell you..." He looked back at me and ruffled my hair.

"Let's go watch a movie, yeah?" I nodded. "Finding Nemo?" I shook my head. "Too childish. The Nightmare Before Christmas?" He shrugged. "Whatever you want." I smiled and got off my bed and walked downstairs with Jin.