🍱Join me..🍱

Taehyung bit his lip as he pressed his left mouse button even harder, shooting at the enemy in Overwatch. He growled and sighed when he got a defeat on his screen.

He looked at the pop-up that came on his screen. It closed Overwatch out of itself, causing Taehyung to frown.

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Join Me
Free first-person horror game.

Taehyung shrugged, smiling as he clicked on it. He was bored anyway. Why not scare the zombie out of him. He opened it, immediately being greeted by a black screen that was glitching harshly.

Just like those Five Nights At Freddy's games... Taehyung through. At the full right side of the screen was half the face a young boy. He was highlighted in a dark red and blue, creating a glitching 3D effect.

Taehyung was excited, the menu detailed, the background piano music was almost like it came right through his ears, as if he was standing next to the piano player in a hollow empty room.

He clicked on begin, immediately smiling widely at the message.

Join Me is a voice interactive game. We recommend you use a headset or a microphone.

Once you confirm this, the game will pick up every sound.

Permission to record voice:
[Yes] [No]
{Yes}

Taehyung turned his microphone on, smiling widely. The screen faded to black, soon reappearing in a room.

It was an isolated room. The windows were covered with bars as there was simply one room. The room was filled with an iron bed, with dirty white bedsheets and a pillow. On the bed, laid a boy.

The boy from the menu.

Taehyung pushed the button W, getting closer to the boy. "Hello?" He asked. The boy shot up, panting as he stared at Taehyung... or the screen. "Who are you?" He asked.

Taehyung could feel his heartbeat quicken at the voice. "My name is Taehyung! You?" He replied. The boy stared at him. "Jungkook..."

Jungkook. Taehyung repeated it constantly in his head, smiling widely. Jungkook shook his head. "Delete this. Now!" He yelled. Taehyung was slightly taken back. "What? What are you talking about?" He asked.

"The game. Join Me is a game to lure gamers into this virtual world! After a week we'll lose our sanity and become our own level. Please delete it now!" Jungkook yelled. "I have been here for six days... I can feel my sanity slipping! Taehyung, I'm begging you. Delete this game."

Taehyung felt shivers up his spine. "Okay. Is this in the game or are you actually warning me? " he asked. Jungkook reached to the screen. "I can see you on the other side of the screen in the human world. This world is not real! Delete the game, Kim Taehyung. NOW!" Jungkook begged.

Taehyung closed the game, immediately moving it towards the bin. He shoved himself away from the computer, when the game started itself again. Taehyung began to shiver and tremble, as the game this time opened in a white room. There was an iron table with a camera on top, and a boy sitting at the left side, dressed in white.

The boy chuckled, making eye contact with Taehyung. That deathening gaze send shivers down Taehyung's spine. "Hello..." The boy spoke. Taehyung froze at the voice. It was so sweet... luring.

"Hello." Taehyung replied softly. The boy tilted his head. "Who are you?" He asked. "I'm Taehyung. Your name is?" Taehyung asked. "It's a pleasure. My name is Park Jimin."

Taehyung gasped. He saw a few missing posters of a boy names Park Jimin. But there were some differences. The boy on the photo was younger and smiling happily, while this version was mature and grinning slyly.

"The Park Jimin? The one that went missing?" Taehyung asked. Jimin tilted his head. "Who went missing?" "Park Jimin." Taehyung said again. "I didn't go missing. I lived here all my life. Well... sort of." Jimin chuckled. "Therapy sucks. Doesn't it?"

Taehyung raised his eyebrow. "Therapy?" Jimin nodded. "Therapy. What are you in jail for kid?" He asked. "Nothing!" Taehyung yelled. Jimin raised his eyebrow. "Nothing?" He nodded. "I don't even know where I am." Taehyung complained.

Jimin scoffed. "You're in a therapy institution. All those who have done something against the law and cannot be not out with just a jail punishment, go here." He explained. Taehyung tilted his head. "What did you do?"

"Me?" Jimin asked with a chuckle. "I killed some people here and there. Kidnapping, manipulating, using them. Normal stuff." Taehyung was about to lose it. "Normal stuff?!" Jimin nodded. "That's nothing compared to Seokjin hyung." He chuckled.

"Go on. Through that door." Jimin nudged his head to a white door, which blended in with the white walls and floor. Taehyung hesitantly walked towards it and opened it, revealing a taller man, kneeling on the ground, staring at burning flower petals.

The room seemed like it would be royal, as did his clothes. "Hello?" Taehyung asked as he closed the door. "Greetings." He spoke absently. "Who are you?" Taehyung asked. "I'm Kim Seokjin. Haven't you heard of me?" He asked, keeping his gaze on the burning flowers.

Taehyung shook his head. The more he interacted with them, the more it felt as if it wasn't a game anymore. He felt as if he was slowly being absorbed by the game. Little did he know that he was.

"I haven't." He replied to the elder. Seokjin scoffed. "You must be an idiot to come here." Taehyung frowned. "How so? Jungkook told me to delete the game. Does it have to do with you?" He asked.

Seokjin laughed. Not a normal laugh. It sounded evil. It send shivers down Taehyung's spine. "All those in these rooms have done something unforgivable. And only those who have done that can play this game. So tell me, what have you done?" Seokjin asked, leaning back.

Taehyung widened his eyes. "I didn't do anything!" He yelled. Seokjin stood up, causing Taehyung to step back. The man was taller than he expected. His appearance yelled royalty at first, but now all it told Taehyung was danger.

"I'm giving you a choice." Seokjin said lowly, crossing his arms. "I'll either let you move to the next room, or I'm going to kill you. The you outside of this screen." He smirked. Taehyung shivered. He could just close the game like Jungkook told him to. So he tried again, and once again the game re-opened in the same room.

Seokjin shook his head in disappointment. "You can't escape Taehyung. You downloaded it. There is no deleting it." He chuckled. Taehyung backed away from him, as Seokjin only stepped closer to him. "Your choice?" He asked. Taehyung gulped nervously. "The next room." He replied softly. Seokjin nodded. "The door is there."

Taehyung looked at Seokjin in confusion. "But I came from that door." "And I can kill you if you don't hurry up." Seokjin snarled. Taehyung yelped quietly, rushing through the door. The door closed again with a loud creak, Seokjin in his sight as he waved with a creepy smile.

Taehyung gulped when he felt the floor in the hall shake. He hesitantly began to walk through it, looking back when the planks he stood on fell down into a pit of nothingness and despair.

Taehyung began to run. Run for his life when the planks underneath his feet began to shake and let loose. Taehyung felt the planks under his heels disappear and his feet just barely hit the next piece of ground.

With a loud groan he let himself fall against a wall, setting off strongly at it just to get a bit more speed. To his disappointment, nothing changed. In fact, Taehyung slipped.

With a loud yell, Taehyung fell down the dark abyss, landing harshly on something metal like with glass stabbing in his back. "Seriously?!" A grumpy voice growled. Taehyung opened his eyes. He was alive. He got pulled off the black car, groaning at the pieces of glass in his back. "Are you kidding me?"

The small man grumbled. He rushed a hand through his chestnut brown hair, annoyed with every act that an unknown boy suddenly came from nowhere and landed on his car, destroying the front window and almost breaking the front.

That thing was brand new." He whined. Taehyung frowned. "The car is what you're worried about?!" He snarled. "I think I broke my back and my neck!" He yelled. The man looked at Taehyung emotionlessly. "Shut up." He snarled.

The man grabbed a rock, throwing it through the glass of a music store. Taehyung flinched at the loud alarm, slowly pulling the glass shards from his back, even though he couldn't reach some. The man sat at the piano, completely ignoring the loud ringing alarm and let his fingers roam over the keys.

The melody was flawless and full of emotion. Taehyung hesitantly stood next to him, taking in every melody.

Something was off. If it was first person, and it was a game... How did he feel pain?! Taehyung widened his eyes and looked around, completely aware of the situation, and completely lost at the same time.

Whilst falling... did he get absorbed in the game? Or was it Seokjin who did it? He was confused.

The man sighed and turned to Taehyung. "What do you want? You seem too troubled to be here." He asked. Taehyung snapped his head to the man. "Who are you?! What did you do?! How am I here?!" He shrieked.

The man raised an eyebrow. "I'm Yoongi. I'm playing the piano. And you fell on my car." He replied. "No, in the game. How am I in the game?!" Taehyung yelled. "How am I supposed to know? Ask Namjoon or something. That dude is smart." Yoongi scoffed. "Where do I find him?" Taehyung asked quickly. "There is a mirror store around the corner. Namjoon is there."

Taehyung nodded. "One more thing kid." Yoongi said. "You have to have a lot of mental strength to get to him. It's been a reflection of pain, sorrow, and memories. I didn't get any further than this. I never passed the mirror maze." Yoongi said lowly. "I'm warning you now kid. The one waiting is dark. Don't mess with Jin's property."

Yoongi turned back to the piano, ignoring Taehyung's further questions. Why property? Taehyung hesitantly walked into the store that Yoongi had directed him to.

The door closed with a loud clank, the door nowhere to be seen anymore. It was a maze of mirrors. Just like Yoongi had warned. Taehyung gulped, feeling the rough material of the mirror. He heard whimpering somewhere in the far back of the maze. Soft sobbing and begs.

Taehyung followed the noise. The closer he got, the louder the voice got. It was deep and husky, as if he had been crying for hours. "Please hyung! I can't do this anymore! I'm losing my sanity bit by bit!" The voice yelled.

It continued with a burst of loud laughter. "The voices are constantly talking to me. They're taking over me hyung... I'm split, and I'm cold. I can see them... staring at me..." The voice said again.

The familiar voice of Seokjin rang through Taehyung's ears. How is he here? "Namjoon, if you give in, it'll all be so much easier. You came far be glad to have voices to talk to in these lonely times." Seokjin chuckled.

Namjoon growled lowly. The sudden fear in his voice had completely faded and turned into a selfish tone. "And what makes you think that you can keep me here?" He asked. A low laugh erupted from his chest. "I may have gone far, but I will go back. You have no control over me yet. Jin." He snarled.

Taehyung came closer and closer, until he finally saw the two men. Seokjin had changed, his outfit and hair completely adapted to the place. Namjoon was leaning against a few crates and the wall. The crates all said: dead end, return.

Namjoon his sudden selfish scoff had turned into one of anger. "In fact. I'm done being your play toy!" He snapped. Taehyung flinched at the sudden tone, as he stood up from the crates. It scared Taehyung how tall he was, even though it didn't make a lot of difference.

The man screamed confidence and revenge as a psychopathic smirk stood on his lips. "In fact, I'll kill you. I'll kill you again and again until you let. me. go." He growled. Then his eyes fell on Taehyung, as his smirk only grew. "Oh, Jinnie.." He chuckled.

Seokjin turned around grinning at me. "Already here? Than that brat must have helped you. I'll deal with him later." He sighed. "Welcome in the mirror maze." Seokjin chuckled. Taehuung snarled at him.

"He is not a brat." "And why do you say so? The next one you'll meet is a true psycho. He already gave in." Seokjin whispered with a chuckle. "Jimin already gave in. And Joonie here is soon to follow. As will that stubborn Yoongi." Seokjin said with a scowl.

Taehyung growled at him. "There is something very odd about you Seokjin." He said through gritted teeth. "Something that I don't like. Those blistering teeth in your smile, I don't trust them." Seokjin widened his eyes ever so slightly, before smirking. "You shouldn't." He let a threatening hiss erupt from his throat, before smiling at Taehyung once again.

Fangs...
...Fangs...
Fangs!

Taehyung backed away at the realization of this inhuman creature. "You're a monster..." He whimpered. Seokjin sprinted towards him, chuckling darkly. "I'm more than a monster. I'm a leader." He growled. "Soon you'll join my army, Kim Taehyung. You'll become like him."

Seokjin pulled Taehyung's jaw to Namjoon, who was shaking and constantly switching personalities. His mouth was agape as inside, Taehyung could now as well make out the figure of very small, still growing fangs.

He shook his head. "Lead me to the next. I'm not joining you." Seokjin laughed. "You will. And JK will help with that." He growled, scraping his fangs across his neck in one swift motion. Taehyung felt blood ooze from the small cut.

"Move along now. JK doesn't like to wait." He chuckled. A mirror opened, revealing a white room, painted with different coats of paint, either by hand or body. Taehyung walked inside, letting the door close, and change into an iron door. The orange-haired boy in front of me smiled darkly.

"A... friend?" He tilted his head, cracking his neck bones. "How generous, of Jin hyung." The man started. "To give me a new play toy.. Did he bring any weapons?" He asked. Taehyung shook his head. "Who are you?" "I'm your hope," the boy laughed. "I'm your angel," the boy growled threateningly. "I'm J-Hope. But you can call me Hobi!"

Taehyung was shocked. The sudden threat had turned into a happy child, as a heart-shaped smile stood on his face. "Who are you?" He asked. "Taehyung." "Taetae!" Hobi laughed.

He tilted his head again when the iron door opened. Taehyung frowned. He saw the boy from the front. The one on the cover of the game once again. The one who had introduced himself as Jungkook.

"Come with me. Hoseok, stay." He said lowly. "Yes sir!" Hoseok laughed as Jungkook pulled Taehyung out and slammed the door closed. He was once again in the room he saw earlier. "Sit down." Jungkook ordered.

His tone was dark, unlike when Taehyung met the boy, but he obeyed. "I warned you." Jungkook started. "You didn't listen. You kept playing while you could have walked away from your computer."

Taehyung looked down at himself in shame. "I know. I'm sorry." Jungkook sighed. "You've been bitten." "Is there a cure or something? Am I poisoned?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook grinned, flashing his very own white fangs at him. "You're a bit late. I could have saved you and get you out of here. But I'm different now." He growled.

Jungkook smirked. "I'm not a person anymore Taehyung. Jimin is not a human anymore, Hoseok is not a human anymore, Namjoon is not a human anymore." Jungkook hissed lowly. "I am not a human anymore."

Taehyung gulped. "What will happen to me?" Jungkook sighed deeply. "If you had listened, I would have let you go. Now, I serve Jin hyung. He asked something of me, and I'm going to obey him." He snarled, pulling at Taehyung's hair.

Taehyung screamed loudly in pain when he felt Jungkook fully push his fangs into his skin. "Jungkook!" "I'm not going to have mercy on you like Jimin did with me. I'm going to bond you, I'm going to make you mine immediately." Jungkook hissed.

Taehyung felt his throat drying out, his body tensing up. He coughed harshly, an unknown fluid entering his body. His body shivered of the cold, hisses and growls slipping past his lips. Taehyung hissed in pain when fangs grew painfully slow. He clawed at Jungkook's back.

Jungkook pulled his fangs from his skin. "Hm... such a good taste. I can see why Jin hyung likes it. It's too bad we have to feed off each other." He chuckled. Taehyung hissed at him. Jungkook's voice caused his heart to thump loudly in his chest.

A low chuckled and a growl slipped past his lips. "Ah..." Taehyung groaned. "It hurts." He growled. Jungkook chuckled. "I know babe." Taehyung shot him a death glare. "Babe?" Jungkook nodded. "I bonded with you." Taehyung scoffed. "So?"

Jungkook chuckled and placed his lips on mine. "Which means I own you." He growled. "Me and Jin hyung." Taehyung laughed softly. "I don't mind being owned by you. But I won't obey Jin." "You better do." Jin growled. "Because we'll be needing a better level for the next."

Jin pulled him away from Jungkook, pulling him into a different room. It was filled with axes, screwdrivers, paint, graffiti. Anything used to vandalize. Taehyung chuckled. "How wonderful."

Jin chuckled. "This is yours. I can add about anything, but that'll grow over time with your experience. You have the street to use and you'll be able to communicate with the others, as well as walk into their rooms. You won't need to fall in the void once more." He said, picking a few pieces of leftover glass from Taehyung's back.

"Now if you'll excuse me. I have a certain Yoongi to turn." Jin hissed lowly, leaving Taehyung alone with Jungkook. "I'm jealous." Jungkook whined. "I like drawing." Taehyung smiled. "You can do it with me."

Jungkook smiled a wide bunny smile. "I'd love to." Taehyung pressed his own lips against Jungkook's, embracing the younger's warmth. "Did you purposely ignored my warning?" Jungkook asked. Taehyung shook his head. "No. It re-opened, and absorbed me. In the current end, I don't regret not listening to you." He chuckled.

Jungkook playfully slapped his chest. "Jerk." Taehyung smiled. "Love you too."

The End

This is the outcome when I am inspirationless. Please ideas?

Or maybe just tell me a short you really liked and maybe I'll make an unknown sequel to it.