When the two of them meet, only in their dreams.
Every time, a different location.
Every night, a little more is learned.
Without knowing their true identities.
Park Jimin has much more to worry about rather than silly dreams. Bangtan's name has...
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5:47 am
p.j.m.
"Jimin-ah!"
"Hyung!"
"Jimin,"
"JIMIN,"
"YAH! JIMIN!"
I crack my eyes open, immediately closing them and shrinking away from the light with an unsatisfied groan. Sitting up slowly, I allowed the people around me to continue shaking me awake.
I needed it.
Everything feels so . . . stiff.
"Jimin? Are you ok?"
Hyung?
"Hoseok hyung. . . is that you?" I croak, voice cracking from lack of hydration.
"Oh my gosh not again," I hear someone else mutter, footsteps walking away before reapproaching.
Something cold and wet is held to my lips.
"Hurry and drink this," Jin speaks in disappointment as I sit up, shakily taking the water bottle into my hands and taking a long, slow sip.
"You got us all worried," Hoseok tells me, kneeling down on the floor beside me. "I woke up a few hours after I'd accidentally fallen asleep, but you still weren't back yet. Taehyung and Jin hyung came down here with me to check on you,"
