✫ *.✭ Until the last Wanna Be Your Star.✫ *.✭ 。.

The sound of echoing thunder woke you up today, along with the rings of your alarm in your phone. 5:15 AM. You groaned as the brightness from your phone’s screen hit your vision. After five more minutes of just staring at the most uninteresting wall in your room, you get up from your bed to prepare for work.

Unsurprisingly, your head feels heavy and so is your chest and eyes. Every step of your bare foot on the ground strangely felt like you were floating into space. The weather is cozy and cold, but you didn’t even flinch when the cold water hits your skin. You stood under the shower, the heater not even on, just staring at your feet.

I mean, he could have told me.

The sentence popped into your head. There is this part of you that is in between the scale of angry and sad after knowing about Lily visiting the bakeshop and talking to Taehyung. You wondered if Taehyung even had planned on telling you or if he don’t think he should have told you. You are starting to think he was only friendlier with you these past few days because he learned what happened between him and Lily.  You’re beginning to think that he is only nicer to you now after bad their relationship went.

But did he even owe me that? I’m basically a stranger to him.

Another idea, opposite the other one, crossed your mind. You always try to be understanding and put yourself in his shoes in this confusing situation. The fact that your boyfriend doesn’t really have any idea who you are always staying in the back of your head. It’s always there as a reminder that Taehyung doesn’t know you. And his not telling you that he met up with his ex-girlfriend days ago confirmed that you are probably someone in the background for him. Someone… who suddenly lives in this house with him.

And thanks to that confirmation, more questions were formed by your brain.

You shut your eyes close and turned your head up, feeling the waterdrops on your face. Sighing, “Who even am I here?”

Taehyung, what am I even to you here?

The question floats in Taehyung’s head over and over again. The pain and confusion in your voice also play on a loop, adding weight to his shoulders and thorns in his throat. He wished he could answer that question easily, but he can’t. Seeing someone who treated him with care and kindness break down in front of him because of him is a slap on his face.

Because Lily is your girlfriend… right?

More guilt built up in him when he learned that you were aware that he still initially saw Lily as his girlfriend after he woke from the accident. It surprised him to hear you say that you cannot be mad with that. When you said that, he almost instantly wanted you to be angry at him, to let out every emotion you were feeling at the time.

Because you are too considerate and kind… and patient with him and this situation you’ve been put into. You didn’t even have to stay; you could’ve just left him the moment the doctor told you about his amnesia and all. But you stayed… and even looked after him for a whole month. Looking back at everything now, he knew. He should have just told you.

He thought you would be mad at him for reaching out to an ex. He didn’t know how you would react if he asked about Lily. He didn’t know you and he admit that was his fault. He has been working on knowing you these past few days, but now after last night, it felt too late. He should have made an effort earlier than this. As much as he hates it, Taehyung’s list of should haves is getting longer.

Now, a tray of chocolate chip cookies bakes in this oven you two have in your kitchen. He decided to make some after having trouble sleeping. He was shifting and turning on his bed for hours, possibly because of two causes: his head injury and you. Earlier, you were talking about how much you’ve been craving cookies. He knows that his cookies cannot resolve what’s going on right now, but he hoped that they will make you feel better. Even a little.

Taehyung managed to sleep for a couple of hours but still woke up later two hours past midnight. He quietly prepares and bakes the ingredients for the cookies. He was quick as it was the easiest pastry he can make. By the time he was putting the tray in the oven, he heard grumbles of thunder.

Should I put it in the jar? Or…

Almost thirty minutes past three, Taehyung yawned as he waited for the cookies to cool down before he stores them. He looked around your kitchen. In these quiet moments, he is finally starting to notice some details in some corners of this place. Particularly, the kitchen.  He wondered if he picked the color of the walls or what to put in it when you two bought the house. His curiosity begins to grow about what you built together throughout your four-year relationship.

He wondered how great everything was before he lost his memories of the last five years.

You were supposed to leave at six o clock. But you didn’t realize how much you took your time with your thoughts that you ended up leaving twenty minutes late than your plan. Rushing to leave, you didn’t bother for breakfast and ran straight to the front door in your scrubs and jacket with backpack and umbrella in hand. If you still have time to spare when you arrive at the hospital, you’ll just buy something in its cafeteria.

As you get off the bus, you speed-walk to the hospital. You were too in a hurry to recognize who greeted you along the way, but you just greeted them back anyway. By the time you reached the locker room, you were catching your breath with less than ten minutes left to prepare for your shift.

Thank God, Jisoo’s not here. You sighed when you looked at yourself in front of the small mirror in your locker. Your eyes… were puffy. It’s not that bad. But everyone who will look directly at your eyes would tell the difference. You hoped no one else would notice.

“Good morning!”

Your eyebrows raised. Julia’s jolly greeting filled the quiet room when she entered. A couple of nurses who were also there greeted her back while you hid behind your locker door, trying to think of a quick remedy or even an explanation for your eyes. Because next to Jisoo, Julia is your closest friend here. She started working here two years ago. Her kind and sociable nature made her a friend to everyone. You three immediately went friends during a mutual graveyard shift schedule.

“Hey, YN. Good morning.” she opened her locker, which was next to yours.

You gulped, “Good morning, Ju.”

After one last look in the mirror, you closed the door. Julia was busy organizing her things in the locker, while she continues speaking.

“Jisoo’s already on break for her wedding, right?” she asked, still not giving you a glance.

“Ah, yes. For only one week though.” You replied, trying to act normal. You don’t know if you should go or wait for her to time in since you two usually do—with Jisoo if your shift schedule match up.

“You know, my dress for the weekend is still in the— Oh, what happened?”

In a quick glance, she immediately spotted a certain emotion on your face. Concern was written all over her face as she stopped and faced you.

“W-What?” you chuckled awkwardly, looking away.

“Why did you cry? What’s going on?” she asked softly, still worried. “Are you okay?”

Oh, that question. You don’t know what the hell that question has, it always breaks you down. You bit your lower lip as you looked back at Julia. You tried to hold on to the strings that were putting you together.

You sighed shakingly, “Yeah.”

A small, sad smile formed on her lips, “You sure?”

You feel like if you try to say anything again, it will just turn into a sob. So, you just nod. Unexpectedly, she reached out her arms and hugged you. Julia knew something was wrong. Well, she can definitely read through your eyes and the simple quirk of your lips that you probably don’t know you do whenever you’re bothered or tired. She can even feel the weight you’ve been carrying in an embrace.

“How about let’s go out together later? After this shift?” she offered.

“Sure.” You agreed, washing down any effort to put a useless mask on your emotions.

The cookies that he left on the kitchen counter for you were left untouched. He left it in a Tupperware, something that can fit in your backpack, along with a small post-it, written: cookies u can bring @ your shift today :)

He likes to think that the Tupperware probably went unnoticed by you instead of thinking that you ignored it. But what if you did? The idea of you being mad at him scares him.

“I swear, whoever will eat those cupcakes would choke on rainbow sprinkles.” Jimin entered the kitchen when Taehyung was just spacing out. He hung his coat behind the door and put on his apron. “What’s up?”

“Hmm?”

Jimin went on, “I arrived twenty minutes late and you already made two batches of blueberry cupcakes, one tray of snickerdoodles, and a lot of banana bread. What’s going on?”

Taehyung stared at him for a second, having battles in his head if he should tell his best friend about what happened. Jimin didn’t fail to remind him about telling you about Lily. And if he learns how you reacted last night—Oh, just sucked it up. Taehyung exhaled.

“YN learned about Lily.”

Jimin raised an eyebrow, “You told her?”

“She found through Lily herself,” Taehyung replied and he can read the confusion on his friend’s face.

“Huh?”

Taehyung went on telling how you and Lily introduced yourselves, how you introduced yourself as his friend, how Lily shared that she visited the bakeshop just last week, and how you remained quiet and bottled up with emotions until you two went home.

“She was so upset, she didn’t want to talk about it,” Taehyung recalled. “But she just broke down and she is still so nice in the middle of telling me how she feels. She told me that she cannot be mad at me for meeting up with Lily or for everything else. Because she understands. She always understands and I’m sure she is a wonderful person– but… But I really didn’t just give us a chance. She reminded me that we also happened after asking me who is she in this whole thing.”

He paused, remembering almost every word you said to him last night. He was too busy chasing what happened five years ago that he ignored someone and something important in his present time. 

“Then, who is she to you?” his best friend asked.

“I… I don’t know.” Taehyung sighed, unsure. “But she’s not a stranger. Calling her a stranger would be an insult. I know she’s much more than that.”

There was a few seconds of silence. Taehyung looked down, resting his hands on his working table. Jimin just pats his shoulder for comfort. He knew saying things like I told you so or anything close to that is just useless. Taehyung already knew what he had done, he don’t need more reminders that he probably fucked up. 

“Well, you need to figure that out.” 

“I know.”

“I don’t know anymore, Ju.”

You wiped off the tears on your cheek as you confessed. Finally, after a whole day shift at the hospital, you get to open up to someone. As soon as you two left the hospital and changed into your casual clothes, Julia drove you two to her apartment since you don’t really feel like going anywhere. She ordered pizza and non-alcoholic drinks, which were delivered just minutes after you two arrived there.

No time was wasted. She didn’t even have to ask again for you to open up. For the last forty minutes, you’ve been telling whatever you feel like sharing to your friend. It did take off some weight on your chest as she listened and nods.

“I mean, I know that he’s just trying to know what happened between him and his ex. But I cannot understand why he didn’t tell me… Or maybe ask me about it. I know something about it. He told me how they broke up years ago. He told me what went wrong. Just like how I shared experiences with my past relationships too. And that’s how it used to be.” You reached for another tissue Julia offered. “We used to tell each other everything. Communication and honesty always mattered to him.”

“And it would have been nice if he let me know about his plans on talking with Lily. It’s perfectly fine by me. But he didn’t and now I’m starting to feel that he sees me as nothing. Just a person around him, who lives in the same house as him—or worse, he sees me as someone who just looks after him… like his nurse.”

The last thought squeezed your heart out. Taehyung even had a hard time introducing you yesterday to Lily. You took the initiative to introduce yourself to his ex as his friend. You don’t know what to feel about it. Should you be mad or sad? But can you blame him? You can never blame Taehyung. You always try to understand what he went through with that accident and what he is going through now. But as much as you hate to admit it…

“I feel like I’m burning out. I’m fucking drained.”

Another tear rolled down your cheeks while you shake your head. Saying that sentence felt like a confession of a crime. You don’t know why. You didn’t follow with another sentence again. Julia gave you a glass of water to help you calm down.

“You can take a break too, you know?” she whispered as you gulped in the liquid down your throat. “You can pause…”

Julia was gentle with her tone and choice of words.

“I think, you've already done enough. You took a month's leave to take care of Taehyung, to at least help him adjust to these big changes happen. You waited for him to ask about you or your relationship, which he did– Well, he tried. You are great. You were nothing caring and understanding for him and your relationship.” She paused and held your hand, preparing you for what she is about to say. “But he… he just has his eyes on people he knew before you.”

You almost hissed with the harsh sentiment of your friend. It felt like someone pulled the band-aid off your fresh, unhealed wound. But still, it felt like you needed to hear that. Julia, on the other hand, saw you flinch and held your palm tighter. 

She continued, “The Taehyung you met before the accident is different from the Taehyung you live together now. As you said, five years ago, he went through a breakup with his ex. That breakup may have caused changes in him that made him into the Taehyung you initially met.”

It’s complicated. But you get what she is trying to say. A lot of things happened in Taehyung’s life before you two crossed paths. He broke up with Lily, and his bakery began to hit success and invest in other stuff in his life. A lot of other changes happened. Then, you two met through mutual friends.

“And please, YN, let yourself feel things.” Julia spoke suddenly, making you meet her gaze, “It’s unhealthy. Be sad, be mad, or be happy. Or simply take a break if you feel like it. Don’t deny yourself of feeling anything. You can be mad.” She said it like a reminder. “You have every right to feel so. I know you’re trying to justify Taehyung reaching out to an ex behind your back as part of this knotty situation. But at least, out of respect to you, he should have at least told you before or after he did so.”

“That’s why you’re so burnout right now, hon. You’ve done nothing but give and give. You forgot about your limits too… Are you even still okay working in the same hospital after everything?”

She asked and almost instantly, you remembered the night of the accident. You were waiting for your boyfriend to pick you up in the same spot you always waited in. Then, you received this call. Next thing you know, you’re seeing him getting pulled out of the ambulance. Bloody and bruised. Your stomach twisted with the recollection of his state that night. Thankfully, Julia called your name, snapping you out of your trance.

“Just know that you’re not alone in any of this. You don’t have to carry everything on your own. Jisoo and I are always here for you.  And I really appreciate you opening up to me now.” She smiled softly before pulling you in for another hug.

After that hug, you two moved on to lighter topics. You asked her about her preparation for Jisoo and Namjoon’s special day at the end of the week. She talked about Chanyeol, her plus-one for the wedding. She shared about how things are going and you’re genuinely happy to see her happy. You ended up leaving at seven. Julia offered to drive you home, but you kindly refused, saying you need to be alone for a short while.

“Okay, just let me know when you got home.” She smiled and of course, was enveloped in the warmest hug you’ve ever received recently.

Just like when you left home earlier, the sky was dark and gloomy as you wait at the bus stop. Raindrops began falling just minutes after you got on the bus. You sat on the farthest empty seat your eyes spotted. Watching the raindrop rolling on the glass window, you thought about Julia and everything she said.

Change.

You wondered if change can help your emotional burnout while leaning your head on the cold surface of the vehicle. Truthfully, working in the same hospital after the accident is difficult. The first day you returned after your month-long leave you found yourself stopping in your tracks at every spot your feet took you that night of the accident. You also don’t enjoy the pity glances or smiles you get from your colleagues who knew about the accident. There were times, someone would approach you and say something nice or motivational. You appreciate the effort but it’s making your work more of a reminder than a distraction for what happened.

You get off the bus with a new idea and even more uncertainties in mind. You still felt like a deflating balloon floating your way to get home. After your breakdown, you wonder how Taehyung would react. He seemed pretty quiet last night. The Taehyung you know would prefer talking with you to at least mend these issues. But now, you’re really just tired and would rather organize your thoughts alone.

And when you walked up your front porch, you stopped as you saw the lights on in the kitchen. He’s home early. You turned the knob, preparing yourself with any awkward tension that is always suffocating. Walking in, a delicious smell of flavor filled your nostrils. You’re not planning to say anything but then, he greeted you.

“Oh, hey…”

It was short but soft. His lips formed a small, tight smile. He was indeed cooking as he holds a wooden spatula and you can hear the crinkling sound in the pan. You noticed he is wearing a familiar apron and a headband, exposing his forehead, to avoid his jet-black hair in sticking on the sweaty corners of his forehead.

“Hey.” you greeted back, forcing a polite smile on your lips. “You’re home?”

Taehyung noted the lack of any emotion in your voice or even eyes. You just looked exhausted. But he replied, “Yeah, we kinda closed early.  Sold out.”

He smiled again, hoping that maybe you would smile back at him. You didn’t. Instead, you zipped your lips. And there it is. The awkward silence took over--not only the kitchen—but the whole house. He looked at you and you looked at him. It didn’t even last a couple of seconds. You looked away again, scratching your eyebrow.  

“I should probably go—”

“I’m making dinner. Maybe—"

You two broke off the silence at the same time. You waited for him to continue but his nod asked you to resume.

“Yeah, uhm, I should go to my room.” You mumbled, not meeting his eyes. You just can’t.

It’s Taehyung’s turn to scratch the back of his neck, “Uhm, I made dinner. I was wondering if we can eat together.”

You timidly shake your head, “I’m kinda full… I had pizza with Julia. But thank you for the offer though.”

You were about to leave, wanting to leave this room since you were having the hardest time breathing with the thick tension. But Taehyung called your name,

“I was hoping we can talk… about everything.”

You turned around, finally looking at him. Suddenly, his heartbeat was louder than anything else for him. He can already see the rejection on your face. Like you’re not in the mood for anything that had to do with him. But he wishes his deduction is wrong. On the flip side, you can see his fingers fiddling with the spatula as he said that.

You exhaled, “I can’t, Taehyung. I really had a long day. I’m sorry—”

“No, it’s okay. Don’t apologize. We can talk whenever you’re ready.” He awkwardly raised his hands for thumbs-up. He saw your worried eyes landing on the dish he cooked. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll store it when it cools down. You can microwave it later if you get hungry.”

A simple, worn-out nod was your only reply before leaving him alone. His smile slowly fades as he turned down his chin.

He waited. Patiently. The morning after that, he waited for you to leave for work before he does. He goes home before you do. He prepared breakfasts and dinners for you, but you always seemed to be running late going to work and exhausted when you get home. And the rainy season didn’t stop. Taehyung once offered to walk you at least to the bus stop when you had a graveyard shift. He’s glad you didn’t decline and walked side by side with him under the umbrella.

“You know, you don’t have to do any of this.” You murmured in the middle of that five-minute walk to the bus stop. You were just looking ahead as you resumed, “You’re not obligated to do anything with me.”

“I wanted to do this.” He replied, glancing at you, hoping that he will meet your eyes. But he didn’t.

You didn’t say anything anymore. Even when you got on the bus and he handed you the extra umbrella he brought. But he really did. Even though you two haven’t really done a lot of activities together, he liked doing things with you or for you.

Now it’s been days since you broke down, you two still haven’t talked about it. Jimin told him to be patient and give you time. But the more time he gives you, the more he felt like you were already slowly drifting away from him.

“Are you sure? We still have space for another passenger.”

Taehyung heard you from the living room as he pulled his small luggage out of his room. He wore a white collared button-down, with the sleeves folded before it reached his elbows, tucked in beige suit pants.

“Okay, Ju. See you there. Take care.”

Your smile fades as you ended the call. With every emotion washed out on your face, you glanced up at him. Your eyes simply scanned him from head to toe before you spoke, “Let’s go?”

Jisoo and Namjoon will be having their rehearsal and the following dinner in the same area as their wedding. It’s in the same event place as their wedding venue. The couple already prepared rooms for a few guests, so that you can stay overnight for the wedding tomorrow. You, Taehyung, and Jimin will be carpooling in a rented car, with Jimin taking the wheel for an almost two-hour drive straight to the dinner event.

“Be careful, it’s fragile.”

You teased Jimin as he helped you carry the wedding gift for your soon-to-be-wedded friends. Taehyung carried yours and his luggage to the car.

“I am careful.” Jimin scoffed.

“Oh, I apologize. I’m just worried. You do have small hands.” You jested that made Taehyung choke and laugh.

“Ha. Ha. Ha.” His best friend laughed dryly, squinting his eyes at you. “You two are bullies! It’s not that small.”

You chuckled once again before stopping when Taehyung opened the backseat door for you.

“Thanks.” You mumbled.

Taehyung sat on the passenger seat while Jimin took the wheel. In the first quarter of the ride, you still managed to join chit-chat. Jimin was the one who sparked up topics, which you were grateful for as you don’t know what would happen if it’s just you and Taehyung in this car. But as time went on, you yawned and slowly lost yourself to take a nap.

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Jimin stared at the message Yoongi sent to him through their group chat, then he rolled his eyes as if to say 'Yeah, no shit hyung.'

'Let's hope she doesn't remember 🙏' -🐿

'Easy for you to say, when your soulmate happens to be an ARMY,' Jimin replied 'And you can't approach her without her screaming her head off

'Don't remind me,' -🐨

'It's still echoing in my head. I wish you approached her before we debuted. It would've been much more easier,' - 🐨

'You and me both, bro'-🐿

'Wait, Jimin. Aren't you supposed to be in the same bed as her right now?'-🐹

Jimin quickly snapped a selfie of half of his face and the shower head as he sat on the closed toilet bowl.

'What are you doing?' -🐻

'Hiding...'-🐥

'Why are you hiding?' -🐻

'Because'-🐥

'You're scared aren't you?' -🐨

'What?! No!'-🐥

'Then why are you hiding in the bathroom, you idiot'-🐹

'It might make things easier for you if she remembers everything, Jimin-ah' -🐿

'Hobi's right, but did you all forget? She won't remember him,' -🐱

'Oh, right,'🐻

'Someone remind me what happened again? I just woke up. I don't remember what happened to her-🐰

'Neither does she, apparently 🙄' -🐥

'Can't you just try to make her remember? Then meet up with her in the Dreamstate?'-🐰

'He could, but the question is: will she ever remember everything that went through before she was 22' -🐹

'21 in international age, hyung. Even if she does, Jimin wasn't part of her life physically. She only knew Jimin through the Dreamstate,'-🐨 Namjoon pointed out, making the chat go quiet only to get a sighing GIF from Yoongi

'You might want to try a different tactic tonight, Jimin-ah,'-🐨

All of their staff were fast asleep at this point, but the seven boys and Y/n were on the brink of falling asleep. Namjoon and Jin woke up from their slumber because of the continuous messages bombarding them from their group chat.

'You could stay with me,' Taehyung offered

'I can't just leave her here. There are cameras, and when they show all of us waking up one by one, or when a member wakes up the other, we're doomed. They'll wonder why there's one room vacant with not a single member there,'

'You do realise they can edit that out, right?' -🐰

'I don't care. That's just gonna be difficult. I'll take the couch,'

'Uh, Jimin-ah,' Namjoon says sleepily in a voice recording he sent to the group 'There's no couch in your area. We switched rooms remember?' Namjoon chuckles in a sleepy manner before he says 'Just stay in the bed with her and put a pillow in between the two of you, and don't show up in Dreamstate or hide or whatever. Make sure she doesn't see you,'

Present Day: Dreamstate

'So much for hiding' Jimin thinks as he stands in the doorway of the house, a place in the Dreamstate he's been avoiding for years, 'Let's hope she doesn't remember this tomorrow,'

"What are you doing there?" Y/n asks as Jimin looks around the house and the changes that weren't there the last time he stepped in, "Hey," she calls out to him again, this time catching his attention. Jimin's wide eyed glaze met hers and he finally remembered, 'she doesn't remember me'.

"Jimin," she calls after him and to say he was surprised was an understatement "Come in, I'm not gonna bite."

"You know me?" He asks as he slowly walks into the house, still looking around until his eyes land on a crocheted blanket half thrown on the couch, it had the mixture of the colors maroon and dark purple. He remembered starting that project, right after what happened that day and when he was done with it, he mailed it to her, but now he wonders, how did it get here?

"Duhh, I'm your companion," she half rolls her eyes, a habit she unknowingly got from him "I work for you; I should know my boss. Though I am wondering, how can I understand you? As in... fluently..." she trails off "This place is as weird as the day I arrived here,"

"Isn't that how dreams work?" He asks trying to make her believe that she really was in a random dream "You end up understanding whoever is in your dreams?"

"Not sure," she says as she sits on the couch "But, it's not my first time here. I've been able to move around in this house since I was 21. I thought it was some sort of sign that I'm too much of a homebody or something."

Jimin sat on the loveseat, still looking around; alienated but fascinated by how it changed, from the paint to the furniture to the pictures on the mantle, "You alright, Jimin?"

"Yeah, it's just that... I didn't expect you to approach me normally" he lied, then his eyes landed on her. "Why aren't you weirded out that I'm here?"

Y/n smiles then says, "I saw you before. 2019, I think, but you looked very different."

"How different?" He asks out of curiosity, letting his guard down.

"Blonde, drunk... I think, " she says, leaning back on the couch. He winces at the mention of his intoxicated state,"Skinnier," she says in almost a whisper. Jimin suddenly found the carpet interesting. He definitely didn't want to remember that part of his life. That specific week, to be exact. And he knew which moment she was talking about, he wasn't wasted; he was drunk enough to remember his actions though he had no control of his mouth and body, but in this one night, he had control of his words right after she faced him after all those years.

Dreamstate - September 2019 (Jimin, 23/ Yn, 21)

Jimin was fast asleep as soon as his head hit his pillow. He was stressed and wanted to get away from the world; from his life as an idol. He was stressed, depressed and angry, and despite his hyungs giving him quite the conversation after tonight's dinner. He went through the liquor cabinet and drank a few glasses of Yoongi's finest whiskey. He didn't expect it to hit him so hard considering he was one of the few members who had pretty good alcohol tolerance. He was knocked out cold, another thing he didn't expect was he was still drunk when he entered the Dreamstate.

"Ah fuck me," he grumbled "fucking perfect, just perfect" Jimin woke up in the Dreamstate in his usual spot behind a tree that was close to the sands of the beach, overlooking their dark house. Ever since he found that spot, it became a default that he would pop up there than in the house like he did when he was younger. It was almost as if the Dreamstate was a living environment that gave them full control on their decisions and requests. Hence, when they want something it would be given to them instantly  almost magically.

Jimin walked - more like stumbled - further away from the house and to the beach, and plopped his behind on the sand as he stared at the vast ocean of the Dreamstate. Slowly his eyes caught the attention of the sky where the millions of stars sparkled in the night like glitters and the crescent moon smiling at him like a mischievous Cheshire cat. As his drunken mind pictured the smile, he grew angrier and frustrated. He got up and stumbled on his feet as he got closer to the water.

"Are you fucking happy?!" He yelled at the sky, as if the Dreamstate was a person "You give her to me, only to take her away and now my life is slowly becoming ruined," cries as he kicked the sand multiple times, making it fly everywhere. Spotting a rock the size of his palm he grabs it at hurls it at the open water yelling with all his might.

Out of breath from thrashing around, he eventually falls to his knees as he looks up again at the stars heartbroken and in a small, feeble voice he asks "Why?"

Jimin leaned forward, resting his head on top his hands as he cried "Why are you punishing me like this? I did nothing but love her the day you gave her to me. Don't take her away from me, please. I beg you. I'll do anything. Just bring her back to me. I just want her back. Please."

Eventually, Jimin stopped crying and somewhat sobered up. Still kneeling, he wipes his hands on clean part of his jeans that didn't have sand. Slightly wobbling on his legs as he gets up, he wipes his face with his forearms as he turns towards the house. On his walk, he turns to the area where he made a mess and lost his mind, then something glowed in the sand catching his attention. Bending down he picks it up gently. He dropped it. Not again.

"You're a real piece of work, Park Jimin," he scolds himself as he puts the item in his front pocket amd continues his walk towards the house. Looking up at the front porch he stops in his tracks, his breath caught on his throat as he stares at the sight before him. As if someone poured iced water down his back, he stares in disbelief.

"Woah," he heard her say to herself in awe, not noticing his presence "It's so pretty," the lights of the house slowly open as if to welcome her, reminding him of the first time they met and all the lights turned on.

They were around the age of 12 Y/n said that the lights remind her of enchanted torches that would light someone's way, usually towards hidden treasure; some sort of blessing from God. The lights turning on in our house is a blessing from God or whatever Higher Power is out there. He didn't want to believe it but in that moment, he believed in her words. She was a blessing to him. She was his treasure. And the sight of the house lighting up for the first time in six months reminded him of her words. Y/n just finished looking around the other rooms when she walked to the living room where she spotted the floor to ceiling glass windows, next to a door that gave access to the beach. She stopped in front of the door when she spotted Jimin who looked at her with tearful eyes.

"Jagiya..." he croaked, voice hoarse from his outrage earlier, as their eyes met.

But Y/n just looked at him, slowly her eyebrows furrowed in question. 'Who's that?' She wonders, slightly tilting her head in wonder. Jimin knew that action well enough to know that the doctors were right. She doesn't remember him, that simply means it's far worse when she wakes up. Jimin quietly sobbed bowing his head as he let the tears fall from his eyes. He was exhausted. He's had enough for today. Slowly turning around he walks towards the beach as he wills himself to wake up, the Dreamstate let him leave only to hear the glass door if the front porch open and Y/n's voice calling after him, but not by his name. Hobi woke up to the sound of screaming and crying, the other members had come into his and Hobi's shared room after Hobi called for Namjoon and Jin to help. At first he was mumbling in his sleep, thrashing around then he stopped, only to start crying followed by the Jimin bawling in his sleep. He wouldn't wake up at first which scared all of them considering they knew what was happening and they didn't fully know if you could get stuck in the Dreamstate. The older members had a moment of pity and regret when Jimin wouldn't wake up despite them shaking him to wake up, Hoseok was behind Jimin slightly pulling him in a sitting position only for Jimin to slightly slide as he kept thrashing. The older members regretted scolding him in the dining table earlier that evening after he arrived home from Paris and his privacy was invaded by the paparazzi who created a scandal about him when all he wanted was time away from the world; time away to forget he was an idol even just for a few days, time to heal from what he was dealing with when the cameras weren't pointed at him, time to forget and pretend that he didn't have a soulmate who has been asleep for too long.

"Jimin-ah," Namjoon shook his shoulders, the others were trying their best too, tapping his thigh, his arms, wiping his tears away, holding his hand. Their hearts broke at the sight, never seeing anything like what happening to Jimin.

Over the years there were times Jimin would wake up angry probably from and argument with Y/n while in the Dreamstate, sometimes he would wake up with a sad look on his face and they would ask if he was okay he would simply say that he was happy he wasn't ready to wake up yet. It was rare sight to see him cry in his sleep, but this was the worst one.

"Hyung, wake up please," Jungkook tried waking him up "You're scaring us,"

"Hyung, call Bang PD-nim or Sejin hyung," Yoongi instructed Jin who felt the most guilty after scolding Jimin more than Namjoon did. He couldn't look away and Yoongi had to shake his arm to snap out if his frozen state. Taking his phone out with shaky hands he dials Sejin, the last thing he wanted was for the producer to panic.

"S-Sejin hyung?" He stammered as the manager picked up.

"Jin, it's too early-"

"Hyung, I'm really sorry to wake you, but Jimin..."

"What about Jimin?" He asks groggily

"He won't wake up, hyung," Jin cried, all the boy couldn't hold their tears back as they panicked "We're trying out best but he won't wake up from the Dreamstate,"

"I'm on my way," Sejin said in a clearer voice as if it woke him up.

"Jimin-ah, wake up," Taehyung kept shaking his best friend "Please,"

"I'm sorry for yelling at you, Jimin-ah," Jin said as he tried to wake Jimin.

"We're all sorry," Namjoon said " Please wake up."

As time passed, Jimin's thrashing diminished but now he was getting warmer under Hobi's palms.

"Jungkook-ah, get a towel and run it under cold water," he instructed the youngest. "Hurry, he's warm, too warm,"

Jin ran to the front door of their door as their doorbell rang. Sejin burst through the door as soon as it opened, with Bang Sihyuk right behind him and ran to Jimin and Hobi's room.

"Anything?" Sihyuk asked them only for Hobi to respond "He still won't wake up, but he fever started,"

"That's a good sign" he said as Jungkook handed the cold wet towel to Hobi.

"I don't understand, why is he getting sick?" Jungkook asked wiping his tears "He was alright when he went to bed"

"You never took the free classes that followed Soulmate 101, didn't you?" Namjoon asked him as he watched Hobi gently run the cloth on Jimin's face, neck and arms as an attempt to bring down the temperature. Jin and Jungkook stared at Namjoon as if he grew an extra pair of heads, "What? You mean there's more than one class?" Namjoon, Hobi and Taehyung nodded while Yoongi answered "It's a common phase when heartbroken and sad to go through sleepless nights according to a few studies, but being unable to wake up from the Dreamstate was rare. If it were common, a lot of people would be hospitalized for being stuck there. Getting sick is usually a sign that the heartbreak and sadness is coming to an end, but it could also be a sign of anger and devastation. The upside is, getting sick also means that there's a possibility of waking up soon."

Yoongi's explanation made Jin and Jungkook's head want to explode, but it made sense. "That explains why you got really sick last time,"

"Yeah, we met my soulmate for the first time in the Dreamstate and I raised my voice by accident," Jin nodded "It upset her too much that she woke up, but instead of her getting sick I got sick because of the guilt and panic that she would reject me. She didn't show up until a week after I got sick."

They stared at Jimin as he started mumbling in his sleep, causing Namjoon to start shaking his shoulder again.

"Jimin-ah, wake up, kid" he whispered "Everything will get better, I promise. Wake up for us please. We're deeply sorry for what we did and what you're going through," With no response from Jimin's sleeping form, Jungkook left briefly to find another face towel to soak in cold water, but the reason behind it was he wanted to cry away from the eyes of his hyungs.

Present day: Dreamstate

"You're wrong," he tried to lie "I'm simply a manifestation of your mind; your subconscious"

"Huh?" Y/n huffed l, not believing him "Then why aren't you Namjoon instead," Jimin shrugged with a look on his face that said 'You tell me'.

"Jimin was probably the last person you saw, or" he paused dramatically, "He was probably the last person on your mind before you fell asleep,"

Y/n avoided his eyes guiltily, 'Gotcha' Jimin smirked triumphantly, "So you think about him?" He question "Is it often? If so, how often?" he leaned forward comically as if he was gossiping. Y/n scoffed leaning back in her chair, "Don't be ridiculous," he mirrored her actions.

"Y/n, be serious," he continued to mock her the way he would do to Jungkook, but in his head he was relieved that she momentarily forgot about him being familiar to her in the Dreamstate.

"I haven't had a visitor here before," she said quietly, almost in a whisper "Could you explain why I saw you years ago?" Jimin gulped, but kept his appearance up "I won't be able to answer your question about that, honestly. Because, I don't know either. You've probably seen a music video or picture of Jimin before." He shrugged again.

She hummed in agreement "Most probably,"

"So, why did you manifest me here?" He asks her

"You tell me, what the fuck are you doing here?" She bursted meeting his eyes.

"Ah," he sighed frustrated, raising an eyebrow at her. Something he'd do before he broke out in satoori, she recognised, but strangely enough the heavy satoori scolding didn't happen, insteadshe understood it fully "Don't curse. This is a peaceful place to be, don't stain it with your foul mouth,"

"Alright... Jimin," she said, eyeing him "since you're just a manifestation of my subconsciousness. You probably remember more than I do. Tell me what you know,"

'Fuck' Jimin cursed in his head repeatedly 'Ah shit... Yoongi hyung was right. I'm in trouble,'

Jimin hummed as he pretended to think about it, a finger tapping his lips, "And what good will it do to me? Any benefits from spilling your old memories? Or at least details,"

"It's more of a selfish thing," she said "Pity me, I've been here almost everyday for the past what? Three years? I don't know a single thing about this place; I'm about to lose my mind. Spare me a few details,"

"Okay," Jimin dared after a minute "Under one condition,"

"Name it," she accepted without missing a beat.

"It's pretty cliché, but since you accepted it... when you're awake, and if you feel like you're falling for Jimin or if you remember anything... or everything. Kiss him," he said. "And I don't mean peck on the lips. A real kiss."

"Of all the things," she scoffed "Why that?"

"Because deep inside you're curious and it might ease your mind," he hoped for both of them

"More like, it will get me fired," she rubbed her hands on her face in frustration

"We both know that's not true," Jimin leaned again to reach for her hands. When his hand made contact with hers, she jumped at the sensation of his hands. It felt real. She took his hands gently in hers, it felt the same way they held hands when she fixed his cufflinks. Now her curiosity was through the roof.

"Okay," she gave up.

"Good," he sighed as he looked at their interlocking hands as she explored every line on his hands like a fortune teller would, "We start tomorrow,"

"What? Why? Why not now?" She asked, startled. Jimin cocked his head towards the glass windows with a soft smile, it was sunrise. "Oh," she said sadly, seeing the sight "Fine," she sighed, looking up to his eyes that held more emotions than what she think her subconsciousness would've held. But then again, what does she know. She doesn't remember anything before she woke up in September of 2019.

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A/N: Hi, sorry for the long wait. I've been busy with work, but I'm kiiiiinda back. I'm gonna prioritise this fic because we're close to the end...sadly. Please let me know if I forgot to tag you. I'm so sorry if there were any errors. I wrote this baby on my phone because my laptop decided to say annyeong ugh. Don't forget to like the story, reblog and lemme know your reactions. You can feed my ask box too. I'm very responsive to stuff like dat lol. Also, thanks for still being here even though it's been a while since I updated. It means a lot to me.

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Before Y/n could even say yes to the maknae's question, Jimin glared at him and spoke to him in satoori with a heavy accent due to his jealousy, "Do you wanna find out if you're headed to heaven, Jungkook-ah? Because right now I am so willing to help you out," making the maknae chuckle with his doe eyes widened in surprise of his hyungs' reaction at the small gesture.

The sound Taehyung's laugh from the door to the game room made Jimin turn around to yell in his direction still speaking in satoori "Keep laughing and you're next, you brat," which made Jungkook and Taehyung laugh harder. Jimin pursed his pouty lips and cocked his head to the side in annoyance making Y/n furrow her eyebrows and turn to him as she sat comfortably in her chair much to Jimin and Jungkook's surprise making his eyebrows shoot up and Jimin kept glaring at the maknae's arm still on the back of her chair.

"I know I said I'd learn satoori more, but you lost me there, Jimin-ah," Y/n says "You look pissed. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he said, words calm but sight spiked with poison as he stares at Jungkook "Just trying to digest. Are gonna head to bed after this?" he asks her trying to stay calm with the conversation.

"No, I'm not sleepy yet, maybe I'll check out the books upstairs," she pointed at the reading area in the second floor

"I'll be with Taehyung and play for a bit, we could go back together if you want," she nods picking up her plate, offering to take their plates as well. And after a bit of arguing with Jimin of who should wash the dishes, Jungkook volunteers to wash them quickly before going back to him room to feed Bam.

As Y/n went upstairs to read, Jimin walks to the game room, closing the door gently before he sits beside Taehyung, logging into the computer.

"Are you going to be sleeping on the couch?" Taehyung asks in satoori just in case Y/n happens to be walking by "We could share a bed, you know? And let her have her own room,"

"It's okay, Taetae," he smiles at the younger man "The couch is soft and it's just for a few days, it's not like I'll be able to sleep anyway knowing she's in the next room and subconsciously in the dreamstate."

"Are you still worried she might remember you when she wakes up?" Tae asks

"I'm not taking the risk, Tae," Jimin shakes his head gently "She'll run away the very second she remembers or recognizes me in the dreamstate, I can't risk it. If she remembers me once she wakes up and all her memories return. I don't exactly know what I'm going to do,"

"They don't remember their soulmate once they wake up, Jimin-ah," he playfully scolds Jimin "Who in the world told you that ridiculous notion? Was it your soulmate teacher from back in Busan? Or the therapist?"

"I wish it was them that told me that," he sighs rubbing his hands on his face as his character on the game dies, turning to Taehyung he continued, "I experienced it first hand, before... That evening,"

Taehyung regarded him for a second, letting down his guard only to be surprised when his game screen turns gray and he lets out a string of curses in satoori. Once he calms down, he looks at Jimin again and before he could even speak, Jimin's phone starts ringing with Namjoon's name on the screen.

"Yes, hyung?" Jimin says as he answers the call.

"Jimin-ah," Namjoon says in a groggy voice "I don't mean to be an asshole, but would you and Y/n be alright with exchanging rooms with me?"

It took two seconds for the information to process in Jimin brain, meanwhile Taehyung who was beside him, eavesdropping on the call started laughing loudly. So loud that Namjoon probably heard it from his present room and not over the phone.

"What?" Jimin asked in agentle tone with a touch of confusion, but it shook him too much to make him drop honorifics "What the hell do you mean? Why?" he asks trying not to sound like an angry brat.

"I'm really sorry, Jimin-ah," Namjoon profusely apologized "But I can hear every noise that's happening in the main house all the way to my room and I can't sleep,"

"I..." Jimin stuttered "I... Don't ... Know. Look, I'll call you back, hyung. I'll just let Y/n know for a second."

"Thanks, Jimin-ah, the room is exactly like Yoongi hyung and Jin hyung's room; there are two bedrooms, so nothing to worry about couches and beds," Jimin could sense the soft smile that Namjoon had for the young man "Tell her I'm sorry as well for being a bother,"

"I'll call you back, hyung," Jimin nodded even though Namjoon couldn't see it, before he hung up and got out if his chair muttering under his breath 'You have got to be fucking kidding me' to himself. Climbing up the stairs to the reading area, the sight that greeted him was one that pulled on his heartstings and made him feel sad and nostalgic. He found Y/n curled up on a chair, in a comfortable fetal position with the book on her lap. And he was immediately reminded of the last time her saw her sitting in the same position in the living room couch of their house in the dreamstate.

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Jimin could have stayed there for hours and hours watching her read, he was outside feet in the sand while she was indoors reading a book. The tree outside the house was like a re-spawn spot for him, kind of like how a player would re-spawn in the area where they last saved a game, like Jin explained. It became his re-spawn spot ever since he and Y/n shared their first kiss when they laid on the sand as they were stargazing and a meteor shower happened right before their eyes. It was the spot where he realized he was in love with her and ever since that evening, he'd always re-spawn there, but he never saw her re-spawn anywhere but the bedroom and he always wondered why, but never took the time to question it.

Running towards the house, Y/n looked up as she saw his running figure towards the house. Smiling, she got up and ran towards the door to greet him.

"Jagiya, I'm home," he called out to her, tonight he was excited to share the news that she's been waiting for. She's heard heard him talk about it so many times for the past six months that she ended up being more excited than him and his parents

"Jagiya," he called out again as he makes it to the door just in time for her to open it and she ran into his open arms, jumping to wrap her arms around his shoulders and legs around his waist.

"Jagiya, I've missed you" he says as he buries his face in her hair, with one hand in her hair he kisses the side of her head, while he wrapped his free arm around her. They rarely saw each other for the past two months due to Jimin exchanging sleep with late night practices in preparation for Bangtan's debut.

"I've missed you too, puppy" she says resting her head on the nook of his neck and shoulder, "I've got so much stories to tell you, it's been very lonely here without you, bubba"

"I'm sorry, Jagiya," he kisses her head again before she pulls back to look at him properly, cupping his face in her hands "You've lost weight, bubba. You might end up losing these and that will make me sad," she said pinching the apples of his cheeks lightly.

"Aish, they're not going anywhere," he chuckles as he carries her into the house and she shuts the door behind him.

"I've got good news for you, Jagi," he smiles brightly,l then kisses her cheek making her smile more "Today was our debut and it went pretty well,"

Y/n beams as she squeals and hugs him once again, a bit tighter as she squeezed him out of excitement. Grabbing his face again, this time she smacks a kiss on the corner of his lips and says "Of course it went well, you guys always fo your best. You're gonna be legends, the seven of you guys, I just know it"

"Thanks but you know, I'm gonna need more than that," he playfully complained "I'm so tired today and I come home to you, and you still need me to carry you into our house AND I don't even get a proper kiss from you!"

"Ya!" she hits him lightly on the chest "You were the one who was gone for a while I was waiting here like the good soulmate I am!" Jimin chuckles at her antics as he walks them toward the couch where he gently puts her down then says with a hand on his lower back sighing "Ahhh, my wife treats me like this even though I'm tired," he clicks his tongue "Aish, I guess I better move out," making Y/n laugh but join his little role play.

"Awwh, poor husband," she says reaching out to Jimin as he sits on the couch in between her legs, "lemme give my husband a massage" she says resting her hands on his shoulders and Jimin pouts to get her pity only be rewarded with a rough massage making him wince.

"J-jagiya?" he stutters in pain "You're not mad are you?"

"What?!" she exclaimed as her grip get tighter everytime she squeezed his shoulder "Of course not. What a ridiculous thought that is, why would you say that?!"

"You're a bit rough with the massage, jagiya," he winces more visibly slowly inching away from her

"Are you complaining, young man?!"

"No, no, no" he quickly responded "Nope. The massage is great, jagi. Thank you"

"That's more like it," she says happily but her grip didn't change. He let her do it knowing she was going to be tired in a bit and he was right, eventually she laid her head on his back hugging him from behind. He knew that it was almost morning where she was bit she didn't want to wake up yet, wanted to spend more time with him.

"You can wake up, Y/n-ah," he says gently as he turns around making her wrap her arms and legs around him again

"No, I don't wanna," she whines "I'm not going to see you again tomorrow,"

"You will," he laughs a bit, resting his cheek on her head, a hand gently rubbing her back while she rested her head on his chest, just above where his heart was, "I promise to sleep early tomorrow night so we could spend more time together here, you know I always keep my promises."

"But you're busy being famous," she mutters

"Jagiya, even if the whole world screams my name I'll only hear you. You're my soulmate, you can't get rid of me that easily and if you do, I'll find you and make you change your mind. In this life or the next. I'll always find you." he says as they both close their eyes and wake up to face reality and their empty beds.

Whenever they wake up, Y/n would be able to remember parts of her dream but he subconscious remembers everything during her time in the dreamstate, but it wasn't until the beginning of High School that she was able to remember everything that happened in the dreamstate even as she woke up.Jimin on the other hand remembered everything, asleep or awake.

They weren't exactly boyfriend and girlfriend, but it was kind of a given considering they were soulmates that agreed they could date other people in real life before they finally get the chance to meet each other in person. But it almost never worked out for them, Jimin could never stop thinking about het and Y/n couldn't find anyone who would treat her with the same care and kindness that Jimin did even if all she got what she was used to seeing in the dteamstate and they were both aware of it. So, they just decided to wait before they'll finally meet.

Though both of their parents were insistent that they meet, but school came first, and now Jimin's career came first. But to Jimin, aside from the fact that this was his dream, he knew that it was going to help him one day to finally travel to meet her. To find her again and again, and to tell her that we loves her and he would never want to be separated from her again.

~~~~~^^~~~~~~~~^^^^

"And I found you again," he muttered to himself.

"Jimin-ah," Y/n calls out to him making him snap out of his thoughts and look at her realizing he was reminiscing "Did you say something?"

"Oh," he clears his throat "Namjoon was wondering if we're okay with exchanging rooms with him? He says he could hear all the ruckus happening in this house and he's a light sleeper,"

"Yikes, poor guy," she shakes her head "It's okay, tell him to go ahead, we'll get our things later before bed."

"He also says that he's sorry for being a bother,"

"It's alright, we'll be okay, Jimin-ah," she smiles "tell him to haul his ass," Jimin chuckles before pulling out his phone to call Namjoon as he enters the game room.

"She's gonna be the death of me," he sighs as he sits next to Taehyung who chuckles before they start another round.

"Are you gonna marry her one day?" Jimin doesn't answer immediately, but smiles as he played

"You sound like a kid asking if your favorite characters are gonna have a happy ending,"

"A dream is a wish your heart makes," Taehyung starts singing sweetly at Jimin who ends up joining along "When you're fast asleep," Taehyung was about to belt out his notes but stopped when his character dies yet again ending the round, making his rank go down, only to find out who killed him when the scoreboard popped up on the screen.

"Why the heck did you kill me?! We're on the same team!"

"That's for laughing earlier and teasing me," Jimin simply says with a fake, sweet smile at the younger man who pouts and huffs at his lose streak.

~~~~~^^~~~~~~~~^^^^

"It's late, let's go to bed," Jimin yawns at Jungkook who was having a karaoke session still not out of energy. Jimin stayed behind after Taehyung went to bed, and he watched at maknae use up all his energy singing and dancing until it looked like his batteries were finally running out of energy.

"I'm hungry," Jungkook says as he turns off the karaoke machine "Is Y/n still in the reading room?"

Jimin's eyes widen as he suddenly remembers that he brought his soulmate along "Oh shit,"

Jungkook laughs at his reaction as he jogs to the dining room trying to look up to see if she was still awake. And sure enough she was, Y/n meets his gaze and sleepily smiles at him before saying "I'm sleepy, Jimin-ah,"

"Let's go," he says

"Y/n-ssi, do you wanna eat ramen with Jimin-ssi?" Jungkook asks before bursting into his bunny giggles. Jimin stares at him as if he's lost his mind due to the lack of sleep

"You okay, kid?" he asks the maknae who wouldn't stop giggling "Have you lost your mind?"

"Do you wanna eat ramen?" Jungkook asks him when he finally got the chance to breathe before returning into a fit of giggles.

"Aish, get your head out of the gutter and go to bed," he playfully scolded speaking in satoori, making the maknae laugh.

"Ramen is good for you, hyung," he giggled "You should get one," he wiggled his eyebrows at Jimin before turning to Y/n who was walking down the stairs and muttered to Jimin "For example, I bet this flavor is surely gonna be your favorite," he teased

"You little shit," Jimin hits his arm before trying to get the kid in a headlock only for Jungkook to avoid it by running back to the living room. Jimin was about to chase him when Y/n grabs his arm making him stop in his tracks.

"Can you both chase each other tomorrow or well, later?" she asks him gently "I wanna sleep, but I don't know where our room is,"

He nods pitying his sleepy soulmate and if he could only admit it to himself, he was quite sleepy himself. But he planned on avoiding entering the dreamstate, he hoped. He wanted to fall in a dreamless sleep and wake up rejuvenated for the entire week.

Jimim opened the door for Y/n and walked beside her, when they reached the building next to the main house, Jimin opens the door and the light for the both of them. Immediately Y/n looks for the bedroom, finding it easily and plopping on top of the bed. Jimin stood by the doorway, inspecting the room noting that it only had one bed. Turning around he looks for another bedroom only to be met by a bathroom.

"Didn't Namjoon say that it was the same as Jin and Yoongi's room?" Y/n says behind him, he whips his head around in surprise not hearing her follow him to the door that revealed a bathroom and not a bedroom.

"Where's the other bedroom?" she voiced his thoughts, but she didn't voice out was the intense panic he was going through in his head.

'There has to be another bed,' he begged looking up at the ceiling for a quick two seconds, almost begging God for a magical bed to just fall from the sky 'there has to be one or I'm doomed. Please, please, please let there be another bed,'

"Staring at the bathroom isn't gonna turn into a bedroom, Jimin-ah," she giggled at him rubbing his back. He lightly flinched at the touch before completely relaxing under her hand. He almost wished for her hand to stay on his back when she pulled back, staring after her like a lost puppy as she walked away.

"I'll take the couch, go take the bed," she says as she lays on the couch ready for sleep to take her. Befote she could even close her eyes, she was pulled up by her wrists by Jimin and she stares at him confused, "Hey, I asked you to be here with me, you're a guest," he points out walking her to the bedroom "You take the bed"

"But this is supposed to be your room, Jimin" she whined as he sat her on the edge of the bed "get back here, mister" it took all the energy she had left in her body to push herself off the bed and jump on his back, and he caught her on time. A part of Jimin knew she was going to do that, mainly because he's spent so much time with her subconscious in the dreamstate ever since they were kids that he knew exactly what she was about to do next or whatever she was thinking, almost like telepathy.

"You might want to get down, Y/n-ssi," he smiled turning his head to the side

"No," she pouted, in a small voice she said "Don't go,"

"I'm not going anywhere, I'll just be on the couch" he laughs as he puts her down and turns to face her. Cupping her face in his hands he says, "You'll see me in a couple of hours, but first we need to rest"

Jimin was about to turn around and head to the couch when Y/n grabbed his shirt, roughly pulled him back taking him off guard and pushing him on to the bed taking him off guard while he stared at her with wide eyes and mouth agape.

He was trying to make his brain connect with his mouth to ask her what she was doing, they wouldn't connect no matter how hard he tried and there seemed to be a lump of shock in his throat preventing him to speak, and all he could think was that he hopes none of the members would have access to the camera in the room. Y/n was too tired to argue about who was taking the bed and took matter into her own hands, switching the lights off she lays down, resting half of her body weight on Jimin in a sort of hug, he was still too shocked to move. 'Fuck space,' she thought to herself 'I'll deal with the awkwardness when the afternoon arrives'

"Good night, Jimin-ah," Y/n groans "try to relax and sleep," Jimin deeply wondered how he was going to be able to do that, "Goodnight, Y/n. Sweet dreams,"

When her breathing pattern changed and indicated that she was fast asleep, Jimin looked at the window trying to watch the tiny sparkles of stars in the clear star make their way in the night sky and unintentionally falling asleep. When he woke up in the dreamstate, he spotted a silhouette standing over him. Standing up in surprise with only the light of the led lamp she had, Y/n cocks her head to the side in wonder and asks "Do I know you? You look really familiar?" Jimin wasn't fluent in English, but he knew enough to get by especially when he's spent most of his time with Y/n in the dreamstate, he's learned to understand more than speak.

"You're dreaming," he says slowly "I'm just a... Visitor,"

"A visitor?" he nods "So could you tell me how you ended up here?"

"It's a long story," Jimin tried to avoid the conversation, knowing its because gonna lead to him saying more than he should

"I have time," she smiles leading him to the house

"I don't," he looks up at the house he's barely spent time in for the past few years.

"What language is that?" she asks politely as they enter the house "Korean," he tells her proudly.

"Could you teach me please?" he smiles sadly as he nods, sitting on the couch all that Jimin could think about was he hopes that she forgets this dream. 'Why should I when you leaned this years ago, but lost all memories of it. Of us.'

This was exactly why he didn't want her to see him in the dreamstate.

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