Warning: Dramatic shit ahead..

I wake up a little dazed, my hands running over my face, deciding whether or not I should go back to that amazing sleep. I swear I just slept like a dead person. Oh man that was amazing. No interruptions, no bad dreams, complete silence and amazing dreams.

I sit up, running a hand through my hair and looking around my room, my eyes still half closed.

What's today? Oh.

Oh!!

Today is a very super special day!!
A smile takes place on my face as I throw my covers off my body and slip out of bed. I throw on a sweater and swing my door open. Speed walking down the stairs, I enter the kitchen.

Nothing. No one.

Living room, the same. Each fricking room in the house, no one.

"Where- where is everyone?" I mumble a little scared. I go back downstairs and see someone move.

"Hey!" I call and they quickly turn around to face me.

"Oh, Jay. Where is everyone?" I ask, a little relief taking over me.

"They went out Master Jimin, they won't be home till late." He says sadly, walking over to me and patting my head.

"Even Taemin?" I pout.

"Taemin? Who's Taemin?" He asks confused. My eyebrows furrow together and I frown. He's met Taemin before.

"My best friend from Canada Jay, he came here like a week ago." I say nervously.

"Master Jimin, call me Mr.Bastion. I don't know how you know my name but I am only to call you Master Jimin, and you to call me Mr.Bastion." He states. What?

"Ja-Mr.Bastion.. what do you mean? You told me your name the day I came here. Now where is everyone?" I ask again, my heart starting to beat faster. Hes acting way too weird.

"I told you Master, they're out. And I still don't know who this Taemin is." Jay says with a small bow about to leave.

"Wait," I exclaim, grabbing my phone. I open a photo of Taemin. "This is Taemin." I hold the photo to Jay. He looks at the photo and frowns, then looks at my sympathetically.

"Master Jimin.. how do you not know?" Jay sighs.

"Know what? Where is he?" I frown.

"Jimin, he's dead."

What?

My throat closes up, my eyes start to tear up, my heart beats faster.

"Wh-wh." I can't speak, no complete words coming out my mouth. He cant be dead. He was just with me. He was cuddling me, he was 0 feet away from me.

"H-how d-di-d he..?" I ask, refusing to say the word.

"They killed him." Jay shrugs.

"They?" I frown. He let's out a heavy sigh.

"Minho's sons."

"What?" I growl. He raises an eyebrow, looking past me. I turn around as the boys are walking inside.

"Oh, Jimin, you're awake." Namjoon states.

"Damn fucking right I'm awake." I snap. They look at me confused before they look to Jay.

"Awe man you told him?" Jungkook groans.

"Yeah! He did! How could you!? He was my best friend! Mine! Not yours to kill off!" I scream, the tears falling off my cheeks, hitting the ground like bullets.

"Jimin just calm down. He had to go." Jin rolls his eyes.

"Are you fucking kidding me!? Why did he have to go!? That's my decision!! No, that's his fucking decision!" I scream again, taking slow steps towards them.

"Just go back to bed." Yoongi rubs his temples.

"Fuck you! You killed him!" I yell.

"Jimin, suck it up. Be a little more manly will you? You're such a cry baby. No wonder everyone is leaving you." Taehyung spits.

Something in me snaps as I launch myself at them, punching them and making them feel how I feel.

"You killed him! You killed him! You killed my best friend!! You monsters!!" I scream.

"Fuck Jimin wake up!!"
. . .
I snap my eyes open with a scream, bolting up from my bed, falling right off and onto the ground.

"Jimin! Jimin are you okay?" Someone asks, kneeling down in front of me.

"No, no stop! Stop you killed him! He's dead!" I scream in English, the other language totally slipping my mind as I push the person away and cry.

"Jimin stop, you're awake. It was a dream." They say frantically, more footsteps bolting inside my room.

"Jimin, Jimin look at me. I'm right here, calm down."

Taemin.

He sits in front of me, a worried look on his face as he holds my shoulders. My eyes dart back and forth over him, seeing all of him in front of me. I fall into his arms, wrapping my body around him like a koala and crying harder.

"You died. The-they killed you." I cry into his shoulder, hugging him with a death grip.

"Baby it was just a dream. I'm alive, you're awake. It was a silly dream. We're okay." He soothes, rubbing his hand on my back and rocking us back and forth. After a few minutes, I've calmed down, my sniffles and ragged breathing being the only sounds as my grip on Taemin had loosened a little.

"Where are we?" I sigh, not even wondering why I asked that question.

"We're in Korea. You're supposed to be speaking Korean. We're in your room, I moved you after you fell asleep in your parent's 'room'." He explains, running his fingers through my hair. I look up from his shoulder and see the boys, sitting silently in criss cross, looking at us, well, me.

"Jiminie?" Jin asks. I flinch and look to him.

"Yeah?" I ask, my voice a little raspy from screaming.

"What did you dream about?" He asks carefully.

"I woke up and no one was in the house. I asked Mr.Bastion where everyone was, and he said you were out. When I asked where Taemin was, he said he was dead. He also told me, that.. you guys were the ones who killed him. You came back and I.. I started hurting you guys and.. screaming. That's when, I woke up." I tell them quietly, feeling guilty for dreaming such a thing.

"I'm sorry." I mumble. They all look to me with frowns.

"You don't need to be sorry Jimin." Namjoon frowns.

"You have no control over what you dream." Taehyung sighs.

"Let alone nightmares." Jungkook shudders.

"Jimin, it wasn't your fault." Hoseok adds.

Its quiet for a few more moments before I ask, "This is reality right?"

Yoongi scoffs as he gets up and walks over, pulling me from Taemin's lap onto his and starts to tickle my sides and stomach.

"Yoongi! N-aha no!!" I laugh, trying to hit his hands off me.

"Do you believe this is reality now?" He chuckles, ticking under my arms and neck.

"Y-yes." I laugh.

"I cant hear you." He grins, tickling me harder.

"Yes!!" I laugh, making him stop tickling me. I stop laughing and breath heavily, looking at him with a pout.

"That was mean." I scrunch my nose quickly.

"Well it got you smiling. No one should be crying, let alone on their birthday." He smiles at me, fixing my hair. I let out a small gasp.

"Its my birthday." I whisper to him.

"Its your birthday." He whispers back with a fake surprised expression. I turn my torso around and look to the guys.

"Its my birthday!" I exclaim.

"What!? I didn't even know!!" Jin gasps, using fake sarcasm. Yoongi slides his hands under my thighs and stands up, keeping me in his arms.

"We might of sort of already planned something for you." He grins.

"Wait really?" I look at him shocked. He nods his head while he slightly bites his lip.

"Come on, let's show him." Jungkook giggles excitedly, running downstairs.

Everyone exits the room and walks downstairs, Jungkook practically flying down and dragging Taehyung with him. Once Yoongi gets downstairs, I look around the living room and gasp.

It's all decorated with streamers and glitter, balloons and string. Its themed, my music video themed. Right in the middle of the room is a small cactus, sitting on the coffee table.

Smartasses.

"Close your mouth doll, you don't wanna swallow a fly." Yoongi lightly taps under my chin, making me close my mouth.

"This... this is so awesome! Guys, I love this!" I exclaim, wiggling out of Yoongi's grasp.

"Ah ah." Namjoon holds me back. "Sorry buddy, but today we actually have to go to school." He chuckles.

"What? Noo!!" I groan, letting my body fall limp, Namjoon holding my flimsy body by my under arms.

"Jimin, you look like a deflated balloon, get up." Jin chuckles, walking over to me.

"Hey, I'm the one with the good insults, back off buddy." Yoongi buts in.

"Bite me Yoongs." Jin sighs, throwing me over his shoulder.

"What do you want for breakfast?" Taemin asks.

"Waffles!!" Taehyung screams. I look to him and he closes his mouth and looks down. I hop over to him and cup his cheeks.

"Yes!" I giggle, making him smile happily. He wraps his arms around my waist, picking me up and twirling me around.

"Waffles it is." Jin chuckles, walking into the kitchen.

"Wait." I mumble. "What time is it? What freaking day is it?" I put on a confused face.

"Its 6:30 in the morning, on Tuesday." Jungkook shrugs.

"Wow... it feels like its been forever though." I nervously laugh.

"Well, that's what happens when shit takes over your life." Taehyung chuckles and back hugs me.

"You guys are evil. I have to wait all day to party." I pout.

"Well it'll be worth it." Taemin ruffles my hair. Mr.Bastion then comes downstairs, wishing me a happy birthday and going off to do his daily duties. A few minutes later, Jin calls us all in to eat, Taehyung and I rushing in for Jin's amazing waffles. I swear, if I could make my face an emoji, it'd be the drooling emoji with heart eyes.

"Okay guys, go get ready, we have to leave soon." Namjoin shoots us off.

"Tae?" I poke his shoulder. He let's out a low hm and looks at me.

"Can you help me pick out an outfit?" I bite my lip.

"Yeah, sure." He ruffles my hair, grabs my hand and brings me upstairs.

"What do you feel like wearing?" He asks, sitting me on my bed as he walks to my closet.

"I don't know, something nice." I shrug, sitting criss cross on my bed. He quickly rummages through my closet, pulling out items of clothing one by one and laying them on my bed. I watch him carefully, his face contorting into different expressions with each item of clothing he lays his eyes upon.

"Are you silently judging my clothes?" I frown.

"Yes." He mumbles, closing my closet and walking over to me. "Put those on." He points to the pile of clothes next to me.

"Okay." I shrug. He simply stands and stares at me, arms crossed and not moving.

"Are.. you going to get out?" I ask quietly.

"We're both guys Jimin, it's no big deal." He chuckles and sits on my bed.

"Right..." I mumble, taking off my pajama pants and putting on the ripped black jeans he chose. I tuck in the pockets before taking off my pajama shirt, throwing the white t-shirt with a label on the front on my torso.

"Is this Gucci?" I ask, trying to read the label upside down.

"Yup, its Gucci." He smirks. I look at him and widen my eyes.

"I can't wear this, this is too expensive. No way, this- this is-" I start to stutter before he cuts me off.

"Jimin, calm yourself, its fine." He playfully rolls his eyes before digging back in my closet, pulling out something black and round, something shiny hitting the light.

"What's that?" I ask curiously.

"A belt." He shrugs, letting it unfold off his fingers. "Lift up your shirt a bit." He walks over and in front of me.
I pull the hem of my shirt up a bit as he starts lacing the belt through my jean loops.

"You know I know how to put a belt on, right?" I huff out.

"The clip is confusing so I'm gonna show you how to do it." He replies simply, fumbling with putting the buckle through one of the loops, accidentally pulling me towards him, hips first.

I'm so glad hes standing.

"Oh, sorry." He laughs, looking at my flustered expression.

"I-its okay." I mumble, his hands at the front now, fumbling with the buckle.

"Okay, so basically you have to loop it through, pull it to the tightness you want and then flip it to clip it." He turns the buckle and clips it.

"I think its be easier if it wasn't a giant 'G'." I chuckle.

"You're telling me. I had to figure this out on my own y'know." He sighs lightly. There's a sudden knock on my door.

"Come in." I call. Tae and I watch as the door opens to reveal Jungkook.

"Hey, Jin hyung wants to know if you guys are ready yet." He ruffles his hair and fixing his shirt he probably threw on.

"Yeah we're done." I smile and he nods his head, leaving my room.

"Let's go to school." Taehyung says a bit too enthusiastically.

"Don't make me whip you with this belt." I grumble and walk out my room.

"W-what?" I hear him squeak as I walk down the stairs.

"Good, you're done, let's go." Jin hands me my shoes and bag, the other boys waiting at the door all ready.

"What about Tae?" I ask, knowing hes still in my room.

"Jungkook is waiting for him." Hoseok shrugs. I glance over everyone and Jungkook isn't there.

"Oh, okay." I shrug.

"Come on, I want to get free food before they close." Taemin throws my bag on my back as I'm putting on my shoes.

"Okay, okay god." I groan, slipping my shoes on and walking out the door.
. . .

"Food!!" Taemin squeals, running up to the table full of breakfast foods.

"This makes me think my food isn't good enough." Jin sighs.

"Its okay, you re food is amazing." I smile brightly.

"You get to choose supper you cute little dumpling!!" Jin coos, cupping my  cheeks.

"Hyuuunngg! I'm not a dumplingg!" I whine.

"It doesn't matter." He pouts and kisses my forehead.

"What is his deal?" I ask Namjoon. He simply shrugs and eats pretzels. I swear, hes always eating pretzels at school. What the fuck.

"Okay, I have food, I'm happy now." Taemin nods his head happily and starts walking.

"You know the bell is going to-" Hoseok starts, the bell cutting him off.

"Ring." Hoseok pouts.

"Okay, class time, come in Yoons!" Taemin grabs Yoongi's arm and drags him off.

"Come on Jimin, we're starting a new Shaksepere unit." Taehyung takes my hand and leads me to English.

"Bye guys!!" I wave to the rest of the boys. They wave back before we turn a corner.

"Ready for Shakespeare?" Taehyung gives me a cute box smile.

"As long as you're there." I giggle and walk in class.
. . .

So, tired. Dead body, don't wanna move. I drag myself out of class, trying to wake myself up again.

"Jimin, if I don't make it, tell the boys I love them." Jungkook heaves beside me.

We have just finished Math, but its finally lunch. I might've totally fell asleep.

"Its lunch, come on." I groan, grabbing his shirt and taking both of us to 4 corners.

"What happened to you guys?" Jin rushes over.

"Math. Math happened." I say dramatically. Namjoon walks over and picks Jungkook up, whispering something into his ear.

"Stop being so dramatic." Jin holds my hand and brings me over to the boys.

"Is Kookie okay?" Tae asks. I nod my head as I feel a buzz from my phone. I let go of Jin's hand and look at the number.

I freeze.

How is this possible? My breath hitches and my heart beats a mile a minute. I take my shaky hand and unlock my phone, opening the text message.

I survived bitch

"Jimin?" Yoongi asks.

"T-taemin." I whisper. He quickly walks over. I look at him and he frowns. I hand him my phone and he looks at the message and number. He too, looks like his world crumbled. Except that's not it. We're absolutely shocked, but relieved.

"What's going on?" Hoseok asks.

"Uh.. our friend, from-from Canada." Taemin starts, a small smile taking place on his face.

"She woke up from a coma." I say quietly, tears falling down my face.

"What's her name?" Namjoon asks.

"Daisi."