➰The photograph➰

"Hyung! Hyung! Look what we found!" Taehyung's voice echoed through the room letting the other males lift their attention to him.

"What have I told you? Not to let trashes inside the house young man!" The eldest, Jin furiously spat aiming to throw his spatula to the boy.

"Aww but look at it! It's so adorable!"

"What's so adorable with a creepy looking box thing? You know history has proven that all mysterious containers are evil! What's inside that box is surely up to no good! Pandora's box, the lost arc and worst of all..." Jimin stopped speaking and flashed a terrified look. "Namjoon hyung's nine-month-old shoe box with his stinky shoes!"

"Hey! Leave my shoe box out of this!" The latter stated, softly punching Jimin's arm who was giggling his butt off.

"You gotta admit though, your shoe box is pretty scary." Yoongi butted in while chuckling lightly.

"Where did you even find that thing?" Jimin asked.

All of them gathered at the dining table and sat comfortably while Jin was still on the kitchen, cooking their dinner. Though the table was just two meters away so he can still see and hear what the others were saying. I mean, it's not like he was interested to know about it anyway.

"Jungkook and I was trying to look for my ring that got lost when we were walking at the park. Then we ended up by this big ol' tree and found this sticking out of the ground, it probably was buried there before but the tree's roots pushed it back on the surface."

"That's just weird," Yoongi commented with a scowl on his face.

"Let's not focus on how they got it. What's important is it's contents inside!" Hoseok, the always-so-happy lad, cheered excitedly.

"No fuckity way! Not in my house you goons! What if it turns out to be haunted and we'll all die one by one?!" Jin raised an eye brow, shoving off the apron he was wearing. The others fell silent for a second before cracking out loud, breaking the ice.

"That's absurd!" Said Jimin in between laughs.

"We all know ghosts and haunted shits aren't real hyung. Seriously, you're too old to even believe in them." Yoongi bluntly stated even if he was afraid of them too.

"And what if it's a treasure map instead? Think about the treasures we can find! And FYI, this is our house hyung. It's not just yours so we can do whatever we want." Jungkook grinned, ignoring the eldest deadly stares.

"Whatever it is, I want to see what's inside!" Taehyung giggled and placed the box on the table. "I can barely contain myself!"

"Hold on! It's not good to open up other people's stuffs. We shouldn't be meddling with their things." Namjoon disapprovingly shakes his head.

"Where's your sense of adventure? If we do end up with a treasure map, we wouldn't share the gold with you." Hoseok snickered. "Maybe because he's being a chicken!"

The rest of them laughed and teased Namjoon for being a chicken. The male sighed and rolled his eyes. "Okay, let's see what's inside. But it would be my great pleasure to see all of your disappointed faces that you didn't get a treasure map."

Taehyung and the other carefree males ignored the latter's statement and set their eyes on the box on the table. "Here I go~"

He slowly took off the lid while chanting happily along with the others who seemed to be so excited except for Jin and Namjoon of course. When it was fully wide open, their smiles faded and was replaced by disappointment. Namjoon smirked, "I told you so~"

"A photo?" Yoongi frowned.

"Damn it! I really thought it was a treasure map or at least a few quarters but a picture?" Taehyung pouted and grabbed the piece of paper, examining it and eventually reaching the back.

"Lucy Zamora and Janice Zamora."

"Looks like it was taken from a century ago." Jin grew curious of the topic and joined in as well. "The two people in the picture must be Lucy and Janice, and they must be mother and child."

"Well, whoever they are, it's completely useless now." Jungkook whined. "Goodbye buried treasure fantasies!"

"Hold on... I know this place." All of their attention was now thrown to Jimin who was staring at the photo intently.

"This old junk?" Yoongi pointed out.

"Yeah... I remember I saw it from my grandfather's photo album along with my great grandpa." Jimin said a bit anxiously. "What a coincidence,"

"So what's so special with this place?"

"I don't know... my grandpa never told me but what I do know is his father used to work there as a servant." He responded to Hoseok's question ever so quietly.

"I don't get most of the gist here but one thing's for sure, that this is just bull crap! It doesn't have anything to do with us. Let's throw it away." Taehyung scoffed, pushing the box away from him.

Jungkook just shrugged and placed the picture neatly back and threw the box to the trash can. "Okay! I'm getting hungry now. Let's eat!"

"Me too,"

After eating their dinner, they finished the rest of their routine and went to their assigned rooms, drifting off to dreamland. But one male was shaking, afraid of the upcoming events. He knows something was wrong. Definitely wrong.

➰➰➰

Jimin woke up when he felt a cold breeze on his feet. He shuddered and pulled the blankets closer to his body hoping it will go off but the same thing happened once again. He groaned and decided to wake his hyung from across the room, "Yoongi hyung..."

Of course Jimin knew it wasn't that easy to wake him up. He wanted to turn the heater up but he was just too scared to move a muscle. "Yoongi hyung!" He tried calling once again.

Just then he realized that the window in their room was open and the wind was coming through it. The curtains flowed as if dancing to a rhythm. However, that wasn't the one that caught his attention. He saw a small figure, it was like a little girl. Her hair was a mess that covered her face, titled to the right and her skin was so pale. When another wind gushed by, it shoved her hair aside and revealed her face. She had her eyes looking straight at him and they were bloodshot red.

"Alam niyo..."

This was Jimin's cue to scream as loud as he could. Thankfully, his roommate jolted up almost immediately and rushing to the younger's side. "Jimin what the hell?! Are you okay?"

"H-hyung! I-I saw someone... that little girl on the picture! She was outside the window!" He cried and pulled the elder for comfort.

"Hey now, nobody's here. It was just your imagination, no one can hurt you..." Yoongi shushed him and caressed his back tenderly.

"B-but hyung, I saw it! She was just there by the window, floating in mid air! I'm so scared hyung!"

"Look, you're just imagining things and you're starting to scare me as well. If it would make you feel better, I'll check it out for you 'kay?"

"Wait hyung no–"

Yoongi looked out the window and saw nothing but pitch black, the wind brushed through his face. He smiled at his crying dongsaeng, "See? Nothing." He closed the window and covered it with the curtains.

"I'll stay beside you until you fall asleep." Yoongi snugged inside the blankets with Jimin and patted his head.

"Promise me you'll be here when I wake up."

"Promise, now go to sleep Minnie."

The next day, they were all gathered in the dining room of their small rented house, ready to eat breakfast when Yoongi opened a conversation for them. "Jimin, have you recovered from last night?"

"I-I don't wanna talk about it..."

"Why? Did something happen?" Jin asked worriedly.

"Jimin was scared of something for some reason."

"If something did happen, I doubt it would be anywhere near horrifying." Jungkook rolled his eyes, the others catching up quickly.

"Agreed, it would be more of a– how do I say this? Heavenly?" Namjoon smirked but the duo only replied with a glare.

"It's not like that!" Jimin shouted shaking his head with a tint of pink on his cheeks. Looking down quickly, he said. "I'm just not feeling well s'all."

"Huh, why? Are you sick?" Hoseok reached for the latter's forehead and touched it with the back of his palm. The male shook his head no.

"I'm not..."

Jin was looking at the boy suspiciously before sighing deeply, shrugging the bad feeling aside, placing the freshly cooked pancakes at the center of the table. "Eat up then rest Jimin, okay? I hope you will get better soon."

Jimin only nodded his head, remaining silent the whole breakfast and the rest of the day.

A/n:

Hey to no one in particular because I'm sure no one is reading this shit! Welcome to Yoonmin/BTS horror ff! It's my very first time to write this genre so I apologize in advance for my crappy narration and plot. Though even if this is my first time, I'm still proud of it and I'm happy to say that this has been one of my best written books (for me).

Though if this will turn out successful, which is probably next to impossible, I will create a book two! Still I hope you will like it, so vote, comment about your thoughts and I'll see you on the next update anomalous sinners~~ (Also watch your backs from now on 😌)