《I Want You Dead || Jeon JungKook》3:15 AM
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Jimin patted my back, comforting me while I cried on his shoulder.
"Shhh. Don't worry. I'll take you to my house okay? You can stay there. Relax." Jimin said and I smiled weakly nodding.
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I snuggled upto him placing my head on his chest and listened to his calming heart beat. "Good night Jimin." I mumbled feeling safe and drifted off to the sleep.
"Good night Princess." He replied stroking my hair soothingly.
I smiled at the name he called me.
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I opened my eyes and looked at the digital clock on the nightstand reading 3:15 AM and suddenly a tingling sensation is felt on my belly. I peeked down to see a rotting hand of a corpse snaking around my belly.
I scream and sighed getting up after realizing it was another nightmare.
Jimin also got up hearing my scream, "w-what happened? Are you okay?" He asked pulling me towards him.
"Yeah. Just another nightmare Jimin." I looked down embarrassed. I felt my head aching badly and rubbed my temples to calm a bit.
"It's okay. I'm beside you, nothing bad is going to happen." He said assuringly. I gulped and nodded not looking at him.
Are these my hallucinations?
We both then lie and try to sleep again.
Minutes passed which felt like hours and I looked up to see Jimin sleeping peacefully.
The nightmare was very creepy. I cringed remembering the rotten hand.
Taking my mind off it, I turn to my left backfacing Jimin and tried to sleep.
I glanced at the digital clock which showed 3:14 AM and the closet door creeks open.
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