《the festival ; pjm ✓》e i g h t e e n

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pots and pans;

a/n : a filler! a funny one, at least to me LMAO. i'll introduce Jin soon omg i'm sorry. AND THIS GIF- WHY HAVE I NEVER SEEN THIS BEFORE- MY JIKOOK HEART-

Jimin's head pops out from behind the wall, smiling cheekily at you. Hoseok was hiding behind another wall, back touching the cold, black bricks. Jungkook was nowhere to be found.

"Boo!"

You squeak, covering your mouth as you turned around. You could hear Jimin stifling a laugh, while Hoseok remained silent. Jungkook was giggling, moving over towards you. The four of you were hiding behind walls.

There were many tall, black walls built in this room. They were connected to the floor and ceiling. The walls were thick, tall, and enormous. There were at least ten of them. There were two doors - one behind you, and the other in front of Hoseok.

The one nearest to you was the exit, while the other was the entrance to the torture room. Although Jungkook mentioned that it was soundproof, voices were still able to seep out of the holes in the door. The metallic door had a small rectangular box at the top, spaces at the bottom, and nails hammered at the side.

"There should at least be twenty ghosts in there," Jungkook whispered. His back was on the wall, legs stretched out as he stood centimeters away from you. "Twenty?" you muttered. That was a lot. "Yeah, and I hope they're decent and nice," Jungkook said, fiddling with his fingers.

"Why?" you questioned, glancing towards Jimin's direction. He had retreated and the only thing you could see was the hem of his shirt that had been flying around, despite the windless air in the room. Hoseok had been silent the whole time, causing you to wonder if he was okay. "If we go in there and get Jin, they'll follow. They'll use this chance to escape. Bad spirits are usually the stronger ones, if they're evil enough, they'd be able to unleash hell on earth." Jungkook sighs, running his hands through his hair.

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"Is there no way to stop them from following us out?" you tilt your head, looking at the black-haired male. His gaze was stuck on the floor, nails picking the skin on his finger. The sight of him doing that sent shudders tickling down your body. He looked... too human. When you looked at the three of them, the fact that they weren't human slips your mind.

"I don't think so, but we could try to distract them." Jungkook murmurs. You nod, changing the subject. "How do you know Jin?" Jungkook smiles. It was a sad one. "He's like my mother. Foster mother. I was fifteen when he found me. I ran away from home and had been living on the streets for three days. I drank water from public taps, but I didn't have enough money for food."

His smile widens, teeth twinkling under the dim lights. "I didn't want to surrender, I didn't want to go back home. It was past midnight, and I was strolling the streets. Due to fatigue, I collapsed onto a nearby porch." tilting his head, he continues, "The house belonged to Jin. He was having a barbecue party with his friends and wanted to get some fresh air. He discovered my unconscious body and brought me in."

"He fed me daily, filling me up. I miss his home-cooked food," his voice softened. "He never once asked me about why I had been strolling the streets late at night. But I think he somehow guessed that I had run away from home."

"The day he found out my true identity was the day he got caught. The police had arrived and arrested both of us. In attempts to save me..." Jungkook trails off, lowering his head. A tear dropped from his eyes, shining brightly as the candlelight reflected it. "He died."

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Cautiously, you placed a hand over Jungkook's back in attempts to soothe him. You were still unsure of Jungkook's identity, as he calls it, but you had a few guesses. "But his attempts were futile. After they killed him, they went after me."

Sniffing, Jungkook hastily wipes away his tears, stepping out of your hiding spot. "Enough playing games," the youngest frowns. "Let's save him now." he beseeches, before stopping in front of the entrance. "We can't go in without weapons," Jimin chirps, leaving his assigned spot. "There aren't any weapons that we can find in here," Hoseok frowns, head darting left and right.

He finally spoke up, after staying silent. You wondered what he had been doing behind the walls. "Do you have a kitchen?" an idea struck you. Smiling audaciously, you asked. "Yeah, it's somewhere towards the back," Hoseok mumbled, "Or the front," he was talking to himself, fingers dancing on each other, drumming themselves on his thumb.

"Okay, Y/n, and I will check the back. Hoseok, Jungkook, check the front." Jimin clasps his hands together, smiling joyously as he shot all of you a let's-get-this-done-and-over-with look. "But what exactly are we looking for?" Jungkook speaks up, dragging Hoseok towards the exit.

"Pots, pans, chopping boards, knives. Anything hard." you grinned, already imagining how well you'd pull this off. "You know what else is hard?" Jimin smirks, resting his tongue on his teeth. "JIMIN!" Hoseok hollers, breaking out of Jungkook's hold.

The angry male stomps over, hands raising to whack the filthy boy.

"YOUCH-"

"OKAY-"

"HOSEOK-"

"STOP-"

"I'M SORRY-"

Jimin squeals, darting behind the walls as he tried to hide from the red-faced phantom. Laughing, Jungkook made his way towards you. "What do you need them for?"

Beaming, you answered. "You'll see." Jimin ran towards you, hands placed over his head as if it'll protect him from the running elephant. "How dare you talk like that. Did I raise you to speak nonsense?" Hoseok shrieks, face like a tomato. The poor kitten hid behind you, hands on your shoulder as he used you as a shield.

Grinning from ear to ear, Jungkook pulls Hoseok away from the hiding boy. "Okay, enough fun. We've got an old but pretty man to save." And with that, Jungkook pushes Hoseok out of the room, leaving a clingy Jimin alone with you.

He had his hands around your waist, whining softly as he laid his chin on your shoulder. "Hi yoda," Jimin purrs. 

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