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"Fight? Woah woah," Jin placed his hands by his head, using his body to push Hoseok back. "You wanna fight? Not on my watch. You, mister, shot one of my friends. I am not going to allow you to play a dirty trick on our Hoseok, and injure him, while he plays fair." He prodded at the demon's chest as he spoke. The pink-haired male's voice was stern, firm, and dark.

Jungkook placed a hand on Hoseok's shoulder, trying to calm the raging boy. "Dirty tricks?" he sneered, a dreadful smirk tugging at his lips. "Oh, Hoseok, what have you been telling your friends? Did you use your little sister to gain their sympathy?"

Hoseok lunges at the man, throwing punches at his face. He pulled the demon's horns, strings of profanities spilling from his mouth. The unpleasant monster keeps laughing, despite the fact blood was oozing out of his nose and mouth. Screaming, Hoseok lands another punch at the demon's eyes, causing it to swell. "That's enough, Hoseok." Jimin glanced at Jungkook for a brief moment, before handing me over to him.

The faint figure steps forward, walking over to Hoseok's side. Holding a hand out, he waited for the sobbing spirit to take it. Hoseok's breaths were uneven, sobs occasionally slipping out from his lips. "Shall we get Namjoon cleaned?" Jin whispers, voice softening as he sends Hoseok a small smile. Harshly, the crying male wiped away his tears, giving Seokjin a subtle nod.

Jungkook places a hand over your waist, guiding you to the middle of the room, far away from the restraints and the entrance. Jin managed to shove the demon out of the room, mumbling profanities under his breath as he kicks the demon out. Hoseok had made his way towards Namjoon, placing the unconscious male's arm over his shoulder. Jimin supports Namjoon's body, copying Hoseok's action as they made their way towards the middle.

"How does that guy know Hoseok's background?" you whisper to Jungkook, who's eyes never left the unconscious body. "They're like the policemen on earth. They have excess to everyone's background. Hoseok feels that he knows something since he's the only demon that talks about it. Hoseok's waiting for him to slip up. He still has hope that she's out there, tulips. None of us has, or tried to, convince him otherwise."

The boy explains. "The next sight won't be pretty. Do you want to look elsewhere?" Jungkook whispers, shifting his gaze from Namjoon to you. "What's going to happen?" you asked, shifting your gaze to him. "They're going to pull out the bullets," Jungkook gulps visibly, eyes flashing black. "O-oh," you turn to look at Jimin, who had been staring at you for the past few minutes. His gaze was harsh, yet soft. His eyes held no emotion.

Tearing away from his gaze, you turned to look at Jungkook. "Why do different colour flash past your eyes? The colour that flickers in your orbs is the colour of your hair, right?" you questioned, waiting for him to clarify your doubts. A soft groan attracts your attention, bringing your gaze to it. Your eyes widened at the sight - Jimin was knuckles deep inside Namjoon's stomach.

The male's hand pulls out forcefully, bringing a bloodied silvery object along with it. Jimin's silvery, glaring eyes flashing blue at the sight. You winced, a soft ouch rolling off your tongue as you watched Namjoon groan, face scrunching up in pain. Jin made his way towards the two ghosts who were pulling out bullets from Namjoon's body.

In the oldest's hands were a bucket and tissues. Jin placed the bucket down next to Jimin and Hoseok, who used it to place the bullets. Using the tissue, Jin wipes off the excess blood and sweat. The sight was unbearable. You turn away, facing Jungkook, waiting patiently for him to answer you. The bunny forces himself to look away, pain flickering in his orbs like a faulty lightbulb.

This Kim Namjoon man must've been really important to all of them. "Memories. When our eye colours change, it's because of our memories in the past. For example, we're reliving the memories again or seeing things we've seen before. It's like history is repeating itself, only now we're aware of it. It's this indescribable feeling. You get it when your eye colours change," Jungkook explains, fiddling with his fingers.

"Memories?" you trail off, gaze wandering back to Jimin's figure. What was going on? "Do you know anything about Jimin's past?" you inquire, curious eyes staring into Jungkook's. Sadly, The male shook his head, "The only time he's ever talked about it was when you asked him to. Why?" Jungkook answers, eyes twinkling under the lights. "His eyes... they flashed blue multiple times when we were together," you answer, voice softening towards the end.

It sounded ridiculous, unrealistic. How could you exist in his past? If you did, why weren't you here? If Jimin was brought to hell, why weren't you? "Don't think too much, tulips. Like I said, our eye colours change when we witness something we've seen before. Maybe he had done the same thing to his lover, but with you this time, you know?"

Jungkook pats your head, a small, tight smile forming on his lips as he stared at you. Little did he know, those words had pierced through the organ in your chest, wounding it hard. Forcing out a smile, you leaned onto his shoulder, "Yeah," you whisper, eyelids feeling like sandbags. Within seconds, darkness consumed you.

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uh hah. hi, im back. double update as promised :)). hope you enjoyed it? it wasn't very good :(( but know we know why their eye colours change. any theories?

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