The 5th chapter of RIP which shows how much Namjoon is mentally weakened.

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Continues after Unsure
Book's point of view.
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It was unintentional I could feel him crying out of fear, terribly shivering. I did not wanted to scare him but I guess I did.

I haunted him out of his nightmares.

The boy standing next to me with a sharp knife in his hand felt helpless. He had an advantage but he didn't use his knife on me afterwards.

His body could be measured in terror. The more wide his two orbs of eyes grew the more his heart raced. But in that all mess I didn't realize where my pain went?

Even the cut from the knife didn't hurt.

But I am familiar with this numbness which only brings grief and misery. I miserably watch him losing his consciousness the next second. The boy laid on the floor passing through me. I couldn't hold him.

I'm just a soul after all.

My hopes crumbled within my heart and all I know is nothing. All I can do is nothing and to mention how I feel, I'm sure you will not be surprised if my answer will be nothing.

A bitter smile on my lips, I vanished.

My cells glow as they scatter, fading in the air. I could just slowly look down to see my body disappearing in the air.

Is the final end?

Am I finally ending?

I wished the answer was a yes. But my wishes are just another gate for difficulties to jump straight in my face.

"Nam-mjoon-n-n…"

The boy laying on the floor ushers and his voice echoes in my head. It was so familiar that when I forced my mind to discover his name before I totally vanished, I got a hint.

Who the person could be now is more clear but I was losing my sight. Already a red and blurry view was covering my eyes now they started to turn deep inky black.

Soon enough there was an emptiness.

"Nam-mjoon-n-n h-hyung.." it was the same boy calling me again. Why I was still able to hear him? I had no idea. But I felt like he was surprised as he uttered.

"H-hyung… arghhh …" His sound turn more rough as he cried out in pain.

"Hey! Hey!! what happened to you!?"

I felt as if something moved, something like my body? How? Someone placed my head on his lap and rocked my body.

"Jimin!? What happened buddy!?" Another person asked. His tone very concerned and tender as he softly rocked my body.

"Tae-e… Joon-n H-hyung." The same boy breathlessly informs in a few words. I understood what he wanted to say but Taehyung couldn't.

By this time I understood one thing. The body I'm feeling is not mine. I can literally hear Jimin's voice echoing inside my head.

"Wait I'll get you water." Taehyung spoke, placing Jimin's body back on the floor.

Jimin lifted his eyelashes and blinks.

I could also see from his point of view. The light blue ceiling was nowhere near mine. I was not in my kitchen.

"Here, take a sip." Taehyung offered a glass full of cold water. Jimin's eyes roll from the ceiling to the glass as he lifted his upper half with the help of his hands.

I was slowly digesting the unexplainable situation. When I asked my brain what his thoughts on me viewing the world from Jimin's point of view. He said shut up.

I'm directing those words to you too if you have any questions, kindly keep it in your thoughts. I'm unable to explain shit!!

Jimin glups the first sip down and I felt the coldness sliding down his throat, weird.

Am I inside his body like a spirit do?

Another question to my list which is named 'no answers'. I let things happen without any assumptions. No overthinking.

Fingers crossed.

Jimin happened to be fit and fine within the past time. He walk out of his kitchen and sat on the sofa which was looking different yet so identical to mine.

Not only the sofa but the whole apartment just the colours are changed.

Jimin sat on the sofa and Taehyung was blabbering something which got unnoticed by me as the door bell interrupted him.

"Must be the pizza, just sit here and relax. I'll go get it. Don't move." Taehyung adds an eye glare which was threatening.

Jimin laughs a little while he nodded his eyes clasp shut for a while before it reopens. I could feel his heartbeat.

As Taehyung walked away Jimin diverted his gaze back on the kitchen. A good amount of questions about our interaction bombarded in Jimin's brain as he also had nothing in conclusion.

He questioned himself just like I did. But his situation is different. He was alive and he just saw a dead person. From my perspective his questions are easily answered but he didn't know that.

More like I didn't try to convey these answers to him. I was too tired to even breathe. It is a good thing that Jimin is doing it for both of us, I guess.

"Yah! Help!" Taehyung shouted in tiny as he balanced three big pizza parcels in one hand holding a plastic bag in the other.

Jimin walked up to him as he took the plastic bag and they settled them on the sofa table. Taehyung grabbed Jimin's hand to pull him on the sofa.

"Now tell me what happened?" Taehyung's eyes stiffened with seriousness. Jimin leaned on the sofa and exhaustedly sigh as they both faced each other.

"I saw Namjoon Hyung." Jimin let put as he played with Taehyung's hand, probably nervous. "He was covered in blood." He added as his body shivers.

Taehyung firm his grip on Jimin's hand to control his shivering body as their eyes met. Jimin's eyes had tears in them, masking Taehyung's expression with a blurr.

"I unintentionally hurt him with that knife."

Jimin sobbed as he briefly informed Tae, his actions made Taehyung hugged him as a reaction.

"Who is Namjoon?" Taehyung clearly asked as my confusion kicked in.

This brat forgot me!? We worked together this month! How can he not remember my name!? It angered me as I jerked Tae off.

Unknowingly Jimin reacted the same.

I took it as an coincidence but then Jimin's voice changed. More like turned into mine.

"How can you forget me!?" The exact same question with the same intensity and temper dripping voice came out of Jimin.

I halted and Jimin also stopped his action.

On the other hand Taehyung watched in our direction with wide eyes. Jimin blinked as if he was unable to explain what he did.

"I didn't forget anyone Jimin. What are you saying?" Taehyung calmly murmurs in a low tone, snaking his hands around Jimin's waist.

Jimin shook his head and hugged him, wrapping his hands around Tae's neck as he cried out. "I-i don-no T-tae." He sobbed again and continued. "S-somethi-ing fee-llz w-wrong." His shaking voice muffled as he expressed himself.

Taehyung held him and consoled him as the time slowly flew. I did nothing after that and kept quiet because I didn't want to leave any bad effects on Jimin.

An hour passed.

Jimin was still in Taehyung's arms for comfort as the completely emptied the pizza cartoons.

"Maybe I'll go talk to Hobi Hyung, what do you say?" Taehyung spoke and Jimin declined his offer.

"No, not you but me. It is my matter, anyways." Jimin sadly beamed towards Tae as he got a nod in reply.

"Just ask him about the Title track." Taehyung suggested again.

"If the new song will be named Summer anthem or anything related to summer then no one will think of Sakura as a title track." Jimin bitterly chuckled.

His heart was so heavy that was weighting me down.

What is this grief? Why does it always find a way to get to me!? Ironic. Whatever, let me just rest in peace which is the only thing I can not do. Pathetic.

"Let's sleep on the bed, hmm."

After this line I hope to log out of Jimin's body. It was a long night… story untold.

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