RaeJae's POV:

"Halmeoni?" I sit up in my bed only to be met by darkness. The image of my grandma smiling and waving to me from my dream still evident in my mind.

I let out a long sigh, shaking my head back and forth. At least it wasn't a nightmare. I attempt to fall back asleep but find myself overthinking questions about the afterlife for some reason.

Actually.... I know the exact reason, I just don't want to admit it.

I flick the covers off myself and tiptoe into the boys quarters. Luckily the cameras are off so I don't need to worry about more fuel being added to the custody battle.

"Is anyone awake?" I ask just barely above a whisper. I squint to try to see through the dark, noticing Yoongi stirring just a tiny bit.

"Yoongi hyung?" I call out quietly.

"I'm awake," Someone yawns. I immediately recognize the voice as as Namjoon's, "what's going on?"

I quickly go in the direction of his voice and find him in the top right bunk bed. Once I reach the top of the ladder I say, "hyung, I can't sleep,"

"So you want to sleep here? You do know I snore, right," He chuckles tiredly.

"Yes but you're the only one up," I give him a small tap on the leg and he opens his covers to me.

I scoot under them and face the opposite way of him. I try closing my eyes but can't seem to find myself at peace enough to sleep. Questions are bouncing off my head at what feels like 100 miles per hour.

"Did you have a bad dream?" Namjoon asks. I shake my head but realize he can't see me.

"No, Just one that got me thinking," I reply.

"About what?"

I breath out, turning to face him, "hyung, where do you think we go when it's all over?"

"What do you mean?" I can just barely see his eyebrows furrow.

"Like, when we die," I lower my voice even more when I say the last word.

Namjoon lets out a long breath, "well, I think that depends on what you believe in,"

"What do you believe in?" I ask.

"I believe that there is something after this life. I don't know what it is, but I would like to think that we all get another chance in another life," he answers. I really like his answer...

"So, almost like rebirth?"

"Sort of, yeah. But maybe we aren't born back into this world but instead maybe in heaven. The good people do if anything,"

"Would you say that I'm good?"

"Of course your good!" He exclaims as quietly as one can exclaim.

"I think you are too," I lend him a small smile that he probably can't see.

"Thanks," he yawns slightly.

"When my halmeoni died, she looked at peace. Happy almost," I start, "She was in a lot of pain before... it seemed like death put her out of it,"

I'm in a lot of pain.

"Well you can rest assured that she is in a better place now, watching over you," He says.

"So, when I pass will I get to see her again?" I flip over to my back so I can stare at the ceiling.

"I believe so," he sighs, also looking to the ceiling.

"Joonie hyung?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you for never giving up on Bangtan. This is probably the best thing that will ever happen in my life,"

Yoongi's POV:

What kind of questions are these?

I listen in on Namjoon and Raejaes's conversation while contemplating her questions for myself. I mean, they aren't bad questions, just strange ones.

Come to think of it, RaeJae's never really opened up about her childhood. We're all well aware that it was bad, and her parents were even worse, but she never really told us about her Halmeoni.

I know that she showed a lot of love to RaeJae, and that Rae did the same back, but other than that I don't know her name or how she died. I believe it may have been sickness, but I can't know for sure.

"So when I pass, will I get to see her again?" RaeJae's asks softly. Something in her voice worries me, not because of this question but because of the ones she asked before. She was saying that death put her halmeoni out of pain, but I think I may be over analyzing things.

Rae doesn't talk deeply to many people, so she may have just needed to vent a little bit. Namjoon is probably the best person to do this with since he's a deep thinker.

In the darkness I'm able to make out Jimin who is in the lower bunk next to me. He is also awake, staring at me. Or at least I think he is. As my eyes adjust a bit better, I notice that he's waving to me.

He points to the door once he's grabbed my attention and we both quietly head for the exit.

"Hyung, I need to tell you something,"

"At 3am?" I glower, my tired eyes blinking to keep me awake.

"You also heard their conversation, right?"

I nod my head.

"Yesterday, Jungkook, hoseok, and I all saw RaeJae after she had spoken with Manager-nim. She was throwing things everywhere and seemed really flustered when we tried to talk to her. She wouldn't tell us what was up, but I think something's gone wrong," His eyes seem extremely worried, "and these questions she's suddenly asking..."

"What do you think they're implying?" I match his expression.

"I think she wants to meet her Halmeoni again..." he trails off while his eyes start to go glassy.

"I was thinking something like that too," I reply, pacing a bit.

"What should we do?" His eyebrows furrow.

What should we do? What should we do?

"Let's keep a heavy eye on her," I say, "at least until she tells us what's up,"

"Okay,"

"She's in your and Jungkook's group tomorrow... since they don't want her with me anymore for entertainment purposes... so you need to promise me that you'll keep her close," I tell him sternly.

"I will,"

"Make sure she's happy, okay? But not too happy like its fake, you know,"

"Okay,"

"And try to get some answers out of her. I think the boys should all talk and see if anyone has any ideas," I suggest.

"That's a good plan. Do you think we should ask manager-Nim anything?" Jimin tilts his head to the side with his hand on his chin.

"No. He's only here because we're in America so he doesn't know much about us. I don't trust him," I say, "It's better for people close to look out for her"

"Okay," he sighs, "we should probably get back to bed,"

"Right, Goodnight," I whisper, both of us crawling back into our beds.

I don't think I'll be getting anymore sleep tonight.

RaeJae's POV:

I slowly open my eyes to morning.

As well as a snoring Namjoon.

"Hyung!" I slap him on the back and he snorts awake.

"Yah! Treat your hyung's with some respect why don't you," he scolds me in his raspy morning voice.

I smirk a bit, jumping down from the bunk to have the cold floor hit my feet. Just as I do so I remember everything that's going on in my life and it wipes the smirk straight off my face. Who knew it could be this hard to smile.

The permanent bad feeling in my stomach returns, as it hasn't left since Manager-nim told me about my parents. It's an awful feeling really, a feeling that reminds me that everything could be ripped out right from under me as soon as I get back to Korea.

I don't want to let them have the joy of taking mine away. However unfortunately, today is our last full day in LA.

"Awake already?" Jungkook raises his eyebrows at me while chewing on a snack.

"I should be asking you that question," I plaster a smile on my face right away when I see him. It's a bit of a mix between fake and actually being able to see one of my best friends in the whole wide world. The thing making it fake is that I may never be able to see him again in a few days.

Without processing what I'm doing in my mind I find myself hugging him.

"Yah!" He laughs awkwardly. Instead of making the situation weird I try to fix it.

"Jungkook-ah," I coo.

"What...?"

"Give me your chips!" I grab the bag from his hand and take off.

"RAEJAE!" He shouts, running after me. I quickly make a break for Tae and hide behind him.

"Hyung, tell her to give me my chips back," Jungkook pleads.

I continue to eat one as Taehyung turns around to face me.

"Yah," he points his finger, "give me one,"

"Oh sure," I laugh a bit, handing him a handful.

"HYUNG!" Jungkook whines, taking it from me after a violent struggle, "I'm never hugging you again!"

I giggle even though it's painful. He may never hug me again.

"Rae~~" I hear Jimin's sing-songy voice coming from behind me.

"Yeah~~" I match him and he links his arm around mine.

"We're in the same group today," He smiles widely.

"Great," I pretend to be mad by rolling my eyes.

"Yah, I'm your favorite," He pokes my cheek.

"It seems like everybody is scolding me today," I nod my head, trying to walk away from Jimin but he only holds my arm tighter, "what are you doing?"

"I want to show you something," he says.

"Oh, what?"

His eyes dart around the room as if I wasn't supposed to ask.

"Uhh... hm. This!" He crosses his eyes and makes a funny face.

"What is with you?" I laugh.

"Ha! You laughed!"

"Was I not supposed to?"

"No you were supposed to,"

"Okay..." I squint my eyes suspiciously at him.

Next thing I know I have Yoongi linked on my other arm.

"What is going on?!" I let out an exasperated laugh.

"I have a present!" Yoongi tries to exclaim but he's clearly just barely awake. You know, the usual. 

He lets go of my arm to place a phone in my hands.

"Is this-" I start.

"Your own phone!" He smiles like a proud dad.

"When did you get this?" I look up at him.

"This morning,"

"At what time?!"

"Doesn't matter," He looks away as if he's the coolest person in the world.

"How much was it? I'll pay you back!" My eyes widen at his overly kind gesture.

"No need," He raises his hands, "I want you to have it,"

I can't help but smile at it in my hand. Although we've debuted, we are by no means rich. We get about the same pay as a full time employee at the mall considering we aren't that popular in Korea.

"Thank you, hyung," I tell him sincerely.

"There's one catch!" He points his finger in the air, "you need to text me every 5 minutes,"

"5 minutes?!" Jungkook and I gasp together.

"Isn't that a bit overkill," Jungkook adds.

"Fine... 10," Yoongi corrects himself.

"That still-" Jungkook says until Yoongi cuts him off.

"Fine, 30! And that's final,"

"Okay, thank you," I say again, noticing that he put his number at the top of my speed dial. That and all the boys underneath him starting with Jimin.

"Hyung, you're number two," I show him and his mouth drops open.

"Yah! I should be number one!"

"Don't you dare mess with her settings!" Yoongi shouts from across the room.

Jimin backs off with a pout, but still keeps his arm around mine.

"Aight BTS, it's time to go!" Tony notifies us and we all follow him and Nate to our individual cars.

This day is already going by too quickly.

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This chapter is rlly long (: !!