TW: Violence, Explicit Language, Horror.

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Jin was sitting on Jimin's chest, crushing him under his weight. He had his hands wrapped around Jimin's throat and was crushing his neck. Jimin couldn't even gasp for air, his face turning shades of red and blue as he clawed at his hyungs hands in a desperate attempt to escape. He saw white spots in his vision as tears poured down the side of his face.

Taehyung stood next to Jin, screaming and hitting him, "Stop it! Let him go, get off him!" Taehyung pleaded through tears.

Taehyung felt helpless as he screamed. The rest of the members ran into the living room, also screaming, because Jin was trying to kill Jimin.

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*1 Day Earlier*

Jin got home in the late afternoon. He'd gone on a trip to visit his cousin for a few days and his dongsaengs were ecstatic that he was finally home. Three days was a long time without eachother. They greeted him warmly with hugs when he stepped in and asked a million questions about how his trip was, what he did with his cousin, etc.

All questions that Jin never answered. Instead he shoved everyone out of his way and went to his room, slamming the door closed behind him.

"Well what the hell was that?" Hobi asked confused. It wasn't like Jin to act so cold towards them.

"He must've had an exhausting trip," Taehyung said.

"If he's in a bad mood let's just leave him be for now," Yoongi suggested. The members agreed to let their hyung rest.

Later that night, it was time to start making dinner. Hobi walked into Jin's room, confused to see his hyung sitting criss-cross on his bed, staring at the wall.

"What are you doing?" Hobi asked. Jin didn't say anything. Hobi sighed with slight annoyance but then asked his hyung if he could help start cooking dinner to which Jin replied with a harsh, "No."

"What? Why not? Please? We've missed your cooking," Hobi begged. Jin stood up and walked towards him, stopping in the doorway. He stared at Hobi for a moment before walking past him towards the kitchen without saying a word. Hobi thought Jin was acting extremely strange.

While making dinner, Jin was quiet. The members were in the kitchen helping cook and set the table. Once everyone sat down to eat, they tried again asking their hyung how his trip went. Jin sat at the table un-moving, his head down towards his plate, but his eyes had rolled up, and he was staring at Namjoon who was sitting across from him.

"Hyung?" Namjoon asked. He saw the way Jin was creepily staring at him and was getting a bit freaked out. "Is something wrong?"

"No," Jin replied. His voice seemed to have gotten deeper during the 3 days he was away.

"Then why are you staring at me like that? It's weird," Namjoon said. The rest of the members were looking back and forth between Jin and Namjoon, taking note of the weird behavior their oldest hyung was exhibiting.

"You know what's weird, Namjoon? You. You're fucking weird," Jin replied aggressively. The members gasped. Namjoon almost choked on the bite of food he was eating, and started coughing.

"Hyungie why would you say that to him?" Jungkook asked sadly. The way Jin's tone was definitely didn't seem like it was any kind of joke. Jin slowly turned his head towards Jungkook, and Jungkook felt his heart start racing. He was afraid of what his hyung had to say next.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Jungkookie. Did I offend the little baby? The tiny little annoying bitch of a baby? The poor little maknae?" Jin asked. He smiled, and his smile seemed to extend further than it usually had, making him look extremely menacing. Jungkook was too shocked to reply as he held back his tears.

"Why are you being like this?" Jimin asked as he slammed his fork down on the table, "You've been acting weird ever since you got home. What the hell did you and your cousin do? Why did you come home in such a shitty mood? Did you two get in some kind of fight? You have no reason to be a jerk to any of us."

Jin then slowly turned his head towards Jimin, giving him the same smile, "Oh, I'm so sorry Jiminie. Did I offend the other little baby?"

"What the fuck," Taehyung said with annoyance as he threw his hands up in frustration, "Who are you? And what have you done with Jin?"

"I am Jin," The oldest replied.

"Then act like, damnit," Namjoon chimed in, "Whatever stupid game you're trying to play isn't funny."

Jin stood up and walked over to Yoongi, placed his hand on his donsaengs shoulder and squeezed it, "Did you hear that, Yoongs? Namjoon called me stupid. That isn't a very nice way to speak to your hyung, now is it?" he asked Namjoon. He turned his face to Yoongi, "As the oldest two, we should punish him."

Jimin started yelling, "Punish him for what?! He didn't do anything! He didn't even call you stupid, he called your game stupid!"

Yoongi was speechless, he felt his pulse picking up and his forehead start to sweat. He never felt this scared around his hyung before but the way he was acting was scaring the hell out of him. Jin started squeezing Yoongi's shoulder harder, and then began digging his nails into his skin. "We should punish him, Yoongs. Bad dongsaengs deserve punishments."

"Fuck off Jin, Namjoon didn't do anything. Ow, ow stop that you're hurting me." Yoongi tried backing out of Jin's grip. His hyung had a newly developed superhuman strength. Jin didn't let up. He only dug his nails deeper. Yoongi started yelling, "I said you're hurting me! Stop it!" He tried pushing his hyung away.

Jungkook stood up and started screaming, "Did you not hear him?! He said you're hurting him! Why are you hurting him!?"

Jin let go of Yoongi's shoulder and walked over to Jungkook. Yoongi winced at the pain in his shoulder as he rubbed it. He moved his shirt to see that Jin had drawn blood from scratches. What the hell?! Namjoon made sure Yoongi was okay, he lied and said he was fine.

As Jin walked towards Jungkook, Hobi yelled, "Whatever you think you're doing, don't. You put your hands on him and you'll....you'll be sorry!" Hobi felt terrible threatening his hyung but he was also desperate to protect his maknae. But protect him from what? His Jin hyung had never hurt anyone before. Yet now it was all he was doing.

Jungkook tried shying away from his hyungs grip but couldn't. Jin grabbed the back of his neck, pressing on the pressure points. Jungkook's shoulders curled up to his ears as he twitched in pain. "Ah! Ah!" he cried. The members started screaming at Jin to let Jungkook go.

"Pain builds character, does it not?" Jin asked, chuckling. "A little pain never killed anyone. Oh wait, maybe it has." Jin squeezed Jungkook's pressure points harder and the maknae started screaming as he fell onto the floor. Hobi and Taehyung ran at their hyung and pushed him away from the youngest.

"Go away! Just go the hell away!" Hobi screamed.

Jungkook was on the floor crying.

"You guys are no fun," Jin waved them all aside as he simply walked away, emotionless, strolling back to his room.

The members sat there in shock. Hobi and Taehyung were rocking the maknae in a hug as he finished releasing the last of his tears. They were tears of fear more than tears of pain. He couldn't believe his hyung would do something so cruel not only to him, but to all of them.

"I-I want my hyungie back," Jungkook cried as he wiped his cheek with his sleeve, "I-I-" Namjoon walked over and rubbed his back, "We all do."

It was evident at this point that whoever returned through that door after that trip was not their Jin hyung.

While everyone was extremely on edge, Taehyung offered to do the dishes while everyone else went and got ready for bed. Jimin and Hobi stuck with Jungkook while Yoongi stuck with Namjoon as they headed to their rooms.

While Taehyung was doing the dishes, Jin came back out of his room.

"Hello." Jin's voice came from right behind Taehyung unexpectedly, making him jump and clash dishes in the sink. He hadn't even heard his hyungs footsteps behind him. He froze with fear for a moment and was afraid to turn around.

"I said hello, Tae-Tae," Jin said softly. He ran his fingers through his dongsaengs hair. "It's rude to ignore your hyung when he's speaking to you."

"H-hi.." Taehyung replied as he slowly and nervously turned to face his hyung. The oldest seemed tired. He had extremely dark circles under his eyes that were sunken in. He looked almost sickly. His skin had also gotten paler.

"H-have you come to help with the dishes?" Taehyung asked nervously. He honestly didn't know what to say. He didn't even know how to possibly make small talk with his hyung at the moment.

"Of course," Jin replied and started helping Taehyung do the dishes. Taehyung watched Jin lift a giant knife out of the sink, and kept his eye on it. "I..I'll clean that.." Taehyung offered. He would feel a lot safer if Jin weren't holding a giant knife next to him.

Jin ignored Taehyung's gesture and held the knife up in front of his face, "Do you remember the day you were born?"

Taehyung was confused. "Uh..no? How would I remember something like that? What kind of question is that?"

"Well, I remember the day you were born," Jin said. He was turning the knife in his hands, staring at the blade. Taehyung had stopped doing the dishes and was watching intently. He backed away a little bit.

"That's literally impossible hyung you were like 3 and didn't even know me," Taehyung replied.

"Oh, I knew you. And you know what I knew about you?" Jin asked as he stopped staring at the blade in his hand and stared straight at Taehyung. He took a step closer to his dongsaeng and Taehyung took another nervous step backwards. Now he was standing in the corner between two counters, he had nowhere to go. He didn't say a word.

"I knew that I should have taken this knife and stabbed that little baby right in the heart with it." Jin smiled and then took the knife and lightly jabbed the tip of it against Taehyung's chest. Taehyung wasn't even aware of the tears that started pouring down his cheeks, they came so quickly.

"Hyung...please.." Taehyung felt his heart doing leaps and flips in his chest. He felt like he was suffocating. Here was his Jin hyung, saying he should have murdered Taehyung as a baby. Nothing was making sense to him and his entire body filled with sorrow. "What did I..what did I do?"

"Have you ever wondered what it feels like to die?" Jin asked. He jabbed the tip of the knife harder into Taehyung's chest and now it was actually hurting a lot. He felt his skin breaking and blood trickling down his chest and stomach.

"Ow....hmph..." Taehyung whimpered in pain, "Please stop.. you're scaring me. This hurts...hyung this is hurting.." Taehyung begged for mercy. He looked behind Jin desperate for someone else to come save him. He was too terrified to know what would happen if he screamed. He slowly reached up and tried grabbing Jin's wrist but started to double over in pain when his hyung pushed the blade harder into his chest.

"Ahhh!" Taehyung screamed loud enough this time that Hobi heard him and came running. He immediately saw what Jin was doing and pounced on his back, sending them both falling backwards onto the floor. "Get the hell away from him! Are you trying to kill him?! What the hell is your problem?!" Hobi screamed. Taehyung didn't waste time, he immediately ran to his room and locked his door behind him. He curled up in his bed and sobbed, pressing into his chest to stop the small streams of blood that were coming out.

Hobi started screaming at Jin. "If you're going to do shit like that you can get the hell out! I don't know what's gotten into you but I'm done with watching you treat everyone like shit! A knife to his chest?! Are you fucking kidding me?! Since when are you a damn murderer?! He's our little fuckin brother, Jin! What the hell is wrong with you?!"

Jin wrapped his hand around Hobi's throat and squeezed. "You can't kill what's already dead." Unbelievably, Jin lifted Hobi off the ground by his throat. Hobi tried gasping for air as he kicked his feet back and forth. He had his hands wrapped around Jin's wrist, trying to dig his nails into him so he'd let go. "We're all already dead, Hobi-ah!" Jin started laughing loudly as Hobi was choking, "You can't kill what's already dead! Didn't you know that you're already dead?!" Waterfalls fell from Hobi's eyes and crashed all over the floor, splashing as they landed. He tried pleading with his eyes for Jin to stop, but it wasn't working.

Jin, who are you? Where are you? Hyung I need you. Please.

"And you know what else, good ol' Hobi? I don't like playing with dead things." Jin dropped Hobi and the younger landed with a thud on the floor. He lay there gasping and coughing for air. His chest heaving up and down at rapid speed like if he didn't suck in all of the oxygen in the world right now, he'd never get any again. Jimin walked over and saw Hobi crying and hyperventilating on the floor and he screamed and ran to him.

"What did you do?!" Jimin screamed at Jin. Jin stood there smiling over Hobi and Jimin, "Be careful Jimin-ah. It's not safe to play with dead things." With that he returned back to his room.

"Hyung!" Jimin cried as he rubbed Hobi's chest. Hobi was sobbing on the floor. Jimin pulled him up into a hug and rubbed his back, "Hey, breathe. There you go...breathe...what the hell happened?! Oh my hyungie..are you okay?" Jimin took Hobi's face in his hands and wiped his tears. He moved the hair away from his sweaty forehead.

"He..he....off the ground....one hand...I..." Hobi was still gasping for air. Jimin could see finger print bruises already forming around Hobi's neck and his soul broke over and over.

"Jiminie he...lifted..me...with one hand..." Hobi finally choked out. Jimin didn't know what to make of that information. Usually it took Jin everything in his body to lift even Yoongi, the smallest of them. How the hell?

"I'm so scared," Hobi cried. Jimin pulled him into his chest and rocked him, kissing his head. "I know hyung. I know. I am too. We all are. He needs to get help. We have to get him some kind of help."

Unfortunately it was really late and there wasn't much they could do for Jin at the moment. Jimin helped Hobi stand up and brought him to his room to curl up together for the night. As the night grew later, everyone was asleep except for Jungkook. He was tossing and turning in his bed wondering what was going on with his Jin hyung.

He needed answers. And he needed them now.

He got up and tiptoed to Jin's room. He peeked in to see his hyung sitting on his bed criss-cross, staring at the wall. He tapped lightly, "Um...hyung? May I come in?"

Jin's head snapped quickly towards him, "Oh, maknae! Of course! Come in!"

Jungkook walked in and gently closed the door behind him. He went and took a seat on Jin's bed. Close, but also not too close.

"How are you, Jungkook-ah? Hyung was just meditating!"

Jin's weirdly chipper tone was confusing Jungkook. Why was he so excited at this random hour of the night?

"I just...wanted to talk to you about today. About earlier." Unfortunately, Jungkook was only aware of what happened at dinner. He had no idea of the horrors his hyung had just put some of the others through.

"What would you like to talk about?"

"Are you mad at us?" Jungkook got right to the point, "I mean ever since you got home you've been very mean..you hurt Yoongi hyung and said mean things to me and Joonie and Jiminie and I just wanted to know if we've done something wrong? If I've done something wrong?"

"I was just messing around." Jin took his hand and went to squeeze Jungkook's knee, but the maknae nervously flinched away. Jin tilted his head with curiosity. "Are you afraid of me? Are you afraid of your hyung?"

Jungkook was stunted by the question. He gulped. "I..I don't know. I don't want to be but you've been...scary.."

Jin stood up and walked in front of Jungkook. The maknae watched nervously as his hyung stood before him, towering over him as he remained seated on the bed.

"I would never hurt our little maknae," Jin said.

"But in the kitchen you did."

"I was just messing around."

"Messing around or not you actually hurt me and hyungs. Why did you do that? You've never done anything like that before."

Jin gently grabbed Jungkook's chin, "I'm sorry bunny. Hyung will be nice from now on. Come on, why don't you give your oldest a hug?" He pulled on Jungkook's arm and hoisted the youngest to his feet. Jungkook's emotions were all over the place. He was happy to hear Jin apologize, it sounded genuine, but he also couldn't help but still feel a sense of unease.

Jin wrapped his arms around Jungkook and squeezed him. "Hyung would never hurt our little maknae," Jin said again in a monotone voice.

"Okay," Jungkook replied. The hug was starting to hurt so he tried backing out of it, but Jin suddenly started squeezing him harder. "That would be a shame, though, wouldn't it? If something happened to the youngest?"

Jungkook let out a huff of air. He realized what was going on but was terrified it was too late. Jin was being threatening again. He tried pushing his chest out to get out of Jin's grip, but his body wouldn't budge. "Let go," Jungkook demanded.

"I mean, what if your bones broke?" Jin said. He strengthened his grip around Jungkook's ribs.

Jungkook was struggling to breathe. "S...stop..I can't...breathe.."

Jin squeezed harder and Jungkook's whimpers were faint. "S..stop...h...hyung..I can't..b.."

Jungkook felt his ribs shifting and cracking in place. Jin's grip was crushing them together bit by bit. He felt like an absolute idiot for going to talk to his hyung, or what used to be his hyung, alone. He felt the dread and panic shooting through every corner of his body. He didn't know what to do. He was at the mercy of Jin's strength.

"You're....killing....me.." Jungkook managed to huff out with the little bits of oxygen he had left.

"We're already dead," Jin laughed as he continued to crush the life out of the maknae.

Crushing. Crushing. Killing.

Jin continued, "You know, your hyungs would prefer you dead, you know that right? They told me. They told me to kill you. I thought how could they say such things about their little baby? And then I realized I'd be doing everyone a favor. It is my duty as the oldest to take care of the problem. Is it not? And I tell you, you sure have been a problem. Nothing but a fuckin giant problem. You think we love you? You think I love you? Do you think this is what love looks like? I hate you. I've always hated you. We all hate you. Die and fuckin rot. That's what hyungs want. For you to die, and fuckin rot." He started giggling as he squeezed harder.

Crushing. Crushing.

"H.....h....h....hy.." Jungkook had no more to give. His head and chest were ready to explode. He never imagined a hug with Jin turning deadly. He couldn't even scream for help. He had soaked Jin's shirt with his tears. All he had left to do was cry. He's lying. He's lying.

Then suddenly Jin let go, and smacked Jungkook hard across the face. He stumbled backwards and landed on his back on the bed, gasping for air. Jin walked towards him and he tried crawling backwards, but Jin jumped and landed on top of him, pinning him down in the bed. He clamped his hand over Jungkook's mouth, "Oh, are you scared? Are you scared of me hurting you? I'm sure you're thinking oh where is my Jin hyung, where is my Jin hyung to protect me?"

That's exactly what Jungkook was thinking as he lay there under the weight of this..this...thing. He tried squirming and pushing him off. He moved his head back and forth. He bit Jin's hand, and his hyung pulled his hand away, smacked him across the face again, and clamped his mouth shut once more.

"Well guess what, Jin isn't here. Your big old Jin hyung isn't here to help you. Save you. Protect you. And the best part, oh you want to know the best part?!" Jin spit in Jungkook's face, it mixed with the tears he was drowning in. "You get to be stuck with me! Haha!"

Jungkook tried kneeing Jin in the stomach to get him off of him, but couldn't move his body. He was completely paralyzed under his weight. Jin was staring at Jungkook silently while keeping his mouth pried shut.

Jungkook blinked more tears away, and was giving his hyung that innocent puppy dog expression he'd given him so many times before. It was setting in that he may have lost Jin forever, wherever he was.

As they stared at eachother Jungkook realized that Jin's iris's had a red tint to them, something that he hadn't noticed before.

But then Jin's eyes flashed their normal brown. Tears poured out of Jin's eyes and he threw his body off Jungkook. "Get out! Get out now! Get out of here!" Jin screamed. Jungkook stared at his hyung while not moving, he still felt paralyzed on the bed. "Jungkook get out!" Jin grabbed his wrist and pulled him to his feet and threw him out of the bedroom. Jungkook watched Jin slam his door shut, and saw Jin's eyes turn back to red the moment before the door slammed closed.

The maknae leaned back against the wall and let himself drop to the floor. He brought his knees to his face and sobbed for a while before getting up and running to his room and locking the door. A mess. Everything was a mess and he didn't know what to do. He felt like he had gotten a glimpse of his hyung, his real hyung, the moment he saw his eyes turn brown. He wanted that hyung back. He was terrified. He lay in his bed crying as he tried searching up red eyes, first coming across different medical conditions but then finding stuff about demons. It piqued his interest. He started reading old folklore and cases of possession, and it scared the hell out Jungkook because everything sounded all too real, and all too familiar.

Demons? Possession? My own hyung?

It was something to be discussed tomorrow. The maknae was mentally and physically drained and passed out in bed.

The next morning, the members woke up to Taehyung screaming. They ran out of their rooms to see Taehyung screaming and hitting Jin. Jin had Jimin pinned to the ground and was choking the life and color out of him.

Namjoon grabbed Jin and tried pulling him backwards, "What the hell are you doing?!"

Jin's anger exploded and he jumped to his feet as he turned and gave Namjoon a tremendous backhanded smack across the face. It had such great force that Namjoon flew across the living room and landed against the wall. Jungkook and Hobi ran to him.

Yoongi and Taehyung were are Jimin's side helping him calm down, asking what happened. Through his tears Jimin said he didn't know. He was just watching TV and Jin came in and said good morning in a normal tone, walked over to high five him, and then grabbed his throat and threw him to the ground.

"Get the hell out of this house!" Hobi screamed, "Or better yet I'll help you get the hell out! I'm calling the police! I'm sick of you and you're shit! I hate you!" Hobi walked over to Jin and smacked him across the face, "I fuckin hate you! Why don't you go back to the pit of hell you crawled out of?!"

Jin froze at the mention of Hell and then pounced on Hobi, sending them both crashing to the floor. Jin started beating on him. In a fit of panic, Taehyung got up and ran to the kitchen and grabbed a wooden chair, he smashed it over Jin's head, sending the oldest limp and unconcious to the floor.

Everyone froze. The only noise being them all gasping for breath.

"I'm..I'm sorry...he was.." Taehyung started trying to explain himself but Yoongi stopped him, "Don't. If anything we're finally safe for once." He ran to check on Hobi and Namjoon. They were relatively okay minus some aching.

Jungkook was in a daze. "Hell," he whispered.

"What?" Namjoon asked.

"He doesn't need the police. I think he needs a priest, or exorcist. I was reading about.."Jungkook was interupted by Yoongi, "Well this is just fuckin great our maknae is going crazy now too!"

"Listen to me!" Jungkook screamed. "Jin hyung is in there!" He pointed to the oldests limp body, "I know he's in there! He saved me last night!"

The hyungs were confused. "Saved you from what?" Hobi asked.

"I don't know..himself? I was trying to talk to him and he started hurting me but something in his eyes.."

"He was hurting you again?!" Taehyung screamed. Then Hobi and Taehyung explained what happened with them too.

"Alright new rule nobody is to be alone in this damn house while he's here!" Namjoon screamed.

"Listen to me!" Jungkook stomped his foot. "Hyungie is in there! I'm telling you! He was trying to hurt me and his eyes were red but then they weren't red and then and then..." the maknae was going a mile a minute, "his eyes were ...normal...again and that's the moment he screamed for me to run and get out and he threw me out before I got hurt more. He's in there," Jungkook started crying, "But so is something else. Hyungie is trapped by something terrible. I was reading about demons and I think there's one inside him."

"Alright, call the the damn Pope!" Yoongi scoffed. He thought Jungkook's theory was insanely rediculous.

The others weren't as skeptical. Hobi said he really had no other explanation for his hyungs insane strength and being able to lift him by the throat with one hand.

"Can we please just try?" Jungkook pleaded. The members agreed to try, but if it didn't work, they were either going to the police or the hospital next.

They decided to tie Jin's body to his bed before he woke back up. Namjoon called a local church and asked if they had anyone who could perfom an exorcism, and asap. To their surprise, the church had multiple availabilities. An exorcist named Father Dow came. He asked to see Jin. After a quick look over, he immediately confirmed the unthinkable.

"Jungkook here is right. Jin does seem to be under some kind of demonic control," Father Dow said.

"How can you determine that when he's not even awake or talking?" Yoongi asked.

Father Dow explained details about Jin's appearance and it quickly made sense. He asked them to explain some of his behaviors and the things that were said.

"Typical demon talk," Father Dow replied, "Please know anything he said under that control was a complete lie." Jungkook took that to heart the most, especially after the horrible things Jin had said to him last night.

Father Dow said he must get started right away. He had everyone stand back and said not to interact, no matter what was done or said. He began a prayer and Jin's body started to convulse. It started rising and falling in the bed. The members hid their faces and huddled together in fear.

Jin's eyes opened wide and he started screaming. He looked to the members and started spitting lies and profanities at all of them. He threatened to kill them, to bring them back to hell with him. The room started to shake. The window curtains started rising in the air and blowing even without wind. Pictures fell off the walls. Jin started thrashing and then cursing at the exorcist, saying they will burn in hell together, but the man was unphased.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a black smoke started coming out of Jin's nose, mouth and ears, and it filled the room quickly before completely disappearing. Jin's body dropped back onto the bed with a thud.

Everything was silent.

Jin was laying there, staring at his members. His members were staring back.

Everyone was afraid to speak, but Jimin took it upon himself. "J...jin?" he asked hesitantly.

Jin stared at him for a moment.

And then burst into tears. Completely sobbing. The exorcist untied him and he lay there, his shoulders and chest heaving up and down with each sorrowful wail.

"I'm so sorry. Oh my God I'm so so sorry!" Jin screamed. They all looked at the exorcist, waiting for some kind of approval that everything was well and safe again. The exorcist smiled and gestured to Jin, "He's back."

The members hesitantly made their way to him, still unsure.

"Hyung? Is it really you?" Yoongi asked. His mind was blown over everything he'd just witnessed. Jin nodded. And without warning, Yoongi gave him a hard smack across the face. The members yelled at him.

"You deserve a hell of a lot more than that, but it'll do," Yoongi scoffed.

"I'm so sorry," Jin kept repeating. He wasn't even mad at Yoongi. He knew he deserved more than just a slap. "I couldn't stop. I couldn't stop it. It was too strong." Jin's heart shattered over and over. The worst part of the entire experience was the fact that he was aware of it. He was aware of all he'd done and couldn't stop it. He had to watch from the background. The only time he was able to stop it was when he was able to stop hurting Jungkook, he doesn't know why he overcame it then, but that was the only time. He had no other strength.

Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jin and burst into tears with him. Everyone else also burst into loud cries and pulled Jin into a hug.

"What the hell happened?!" Hobi cried. "Hyung you came home...and this?! What the hell went on while you were away?!"

A question still yet to be answered.

Jin hung his head with shame and guilt. "We played with a ouijia board. I'm an idiot and played. I didn't want to but my cousin pressured me and then I wasn't feeling well and by the time I got home I just wasn't me anymore."

Jungkook took a step back, "How do we know you're not still lying?" He looked back at the exorcist. He needed more reaussruance. The man replied, "I know genuinity when I see it. I've been doing this a long time. Whatever possessed him has been cast out. You have Jin back. My work here is done." He said goodbye and headed out, telling everyone he's always just a phone call away.

The members stayed with Jin in his room.

"So you remember what you did? To me? To all of us?" Hobi asked.

Jin's eyes were bloodshot as he continued to cry, "Yes. I tried to fight it. I tried so hard. So so hard but hyung couldn't do it."

"You did it when you stopped yourself from killing Jungkook," Namjoon reminded. "What happened there?"

"I don't know. It was the only time I could do it. I swear it was the only time I was able to do it."

Jimin chuckled, "It's because Jungkook is his favorite." This got a laugh out of all the members.

"Wow, thanks a lot, hyung," Hobi giggled to Jin.

Jungkook got closer to Jin's face to stare at his eyes. His iris's were brown.

My Jin hyung!

He threw himself into Jin's arms and hugged him. Jin was too hesitant to hug back after what he'd previously done. "It's okay to hug me," Jungkook said. Jin wrapped his maknae in a nice, warm, loving, gentle hug. He backed away and looked Jungkook in the face, "Please know nothing I said to you was me talking. None of that was true. Nobody wants you dead. Nobody wants you hurt. Especially me."

Jungkook's tears of joy slipped out as he pulled Jin back into the hug. "I love you."

"I love you too, Kook-ah," Jin replied.

Everyone had a ton of questions. How did it feel? What was it like? Did it hurt? How scary was it?

Jin tried to answer the best he could but he couldn't stop apologizing over and over for everything he'd said and done to all of them. He kissed Yoongi's hurt shoulder. He kissed the bruises he put on Namjoon, Hobi, Jimin and Jungkook. He kissed the wound on Taehyung's chest he'd left with a knife.

They took turns fighting over who got the next hug. They all cried together as they talked about how they thought Jin had just come back hating them all and wanting them all dead.

"How did you guys figure it out? I couldn't cry for help. I was trapped," Jin wondered.

"Apparently Jungkook had some kind of intuition," Jimin replied.

"I saw you. I saw your eyes. When you were protecting me. I knew you were in there," Jungkook informed him. Jin thanked him a million times over for what he'd done. "And that's why you're my favorite," he giggled.

The members asked Jin if he needed anything, food, water, rest, etc. Jin said he was quite hungry now that he thought about it. Everyone told him to rest while they made something for lunch.

Once ready, they gathered at the table. They were curious as to why Jin wasn't eating much when he was the one who requested food. He said he was still fighting against a lot of sorrow and guilt for what he'd done to everyone.

"Technically it wasn't even you," Taehyung said.

"But I still witnessed it," Jin frowned. The members didn't quite know how to reply aside from telling him they were just happy to have him back.

Once lunch was over, the members went to go get washed up. Taehyung was doing the dishes and Jin walked over.

"Would you like some help?" Jin asked.

Taehyung felt a bit hesitant. Last time, things didn't go so well. He had to remind himself that things were better now. He said okay, but anxiously picked the knife up out of the sink before Jin could.

"Give that to hyung, let me wash it, I don't want you getting hurt."

Taehyung nervously handed the knife to Jin and stood there watching as Jin washed it, dried it, and safely put it away. He let out a big sigh of relief.

His loving, caring, protective Jin hyung was finally back.

[The End]