consequences ;

With a cunning grin on his face, Mister stands right in front of the said male. "it's not the ending, dear Hoseok. I'm reducing the amount of time you have to suffer," Mister pulls his chin up, words sliding down his tongue like he's been practicing for that speech since he's been born.

"You'll reincarnate. Your time's up, anyway. I liked you a lot, which was why I decided to keep you. See you soon, Hoseok. I hope I'll see you here, the next time you die." he laughs menacingly, but Hoseok doesn't react.

"I want to say something." he murmurs, voice soft and cracking. "My last words." Hoseok looks up, head tilting to the side to meet Namjoon's gaze. Namjoon's eyes hold an intensity of emotions ranging from guilt to pain, tears flowing down his cheeks.

"I- I want to thank Joon and Yoongs for being there for me when I needed someone. I want to thank Jin for cheering me up with those dad jokes of his, I want to thank Jungkook for cheering me up and whispering encouraging comments in my ears whenever we'd meet up. I want to... I want to thank Taehyung for being so bright and cheerful, for sharing things with us, for showing me what warmth was."

Hoseok takes a deep breath, squeezing his eyes shut. A few tears slip out, but he goes on. "I want to thank Jimin. I want to thank him for being brave, for warming up to us. It's never been easy for you, Jimin. Thank you for trying your best for us." the fourth guy in the line across us shudders softly.

You guessed that it was Jimin.

"L-Lastly," Hoseok's voice cracked, but he swallows the lump in his throat, clearing it. "I want to thank y/n. For being a part of us. For not giving up on us. For completing our family. A-And, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't able to protect you." his voice lowers at that part, lips quivering vigorously.

"Jimin doesn't mean any harm," Hoseok continues, "I lost my family decades ago, but all of you showed me that a family can be someone who's not biologically related to you. You've reminded me what the warmth and happiness of a family feel like. Thank you." Hoseok finished his speech, the sobs he tried so hard to contain spilling out one by one.

Mister pretends to wipe a tear, sarcastically commenting on his words. "How touching. Now, let's carry on, shall we?" the demon in the hood mutters a few ancient words, palms rubbing against each other.

As the words get louder, the distance between his palms began to increase with a black ball growing in between them. As the ball grows bigger, Yoongi shuts his eyes, turning away. Namjoon, however, keeps his eyes on both Mister and Hoseok, the dried tears on his face glistening under the candlelight.

Then everything slows down. Hoseok, like Yoongi, had his eyes squeezed shut, waiting for the consequences that he had to face. As Mister shoots the ball of blackness at Hoseok, all heads turn to the ground, unwilling to watch him turn into ash.

A high-pitched grunt reverberated in the air, followed by the thudding of knees. Your head lifts, the sight before your eyes tears away a part of your heart. Jungkook sobs out loud, seething at the ropes that were rubbing against his wrists. he cries, tears staining his cheeks.

"Jin," he murmurs, screeching as he watched Jin's body fade away.

Jin shoots all of us a weak smile, bits, and pieces of his body parts began breaking off, flying with the wind. "N-no, no. Jin, please," Sunny begs, her screams were muffled by the monster, hands and body restraint from moving too much.

Jin's head turns back towards Mister, who seemingly did not react to this. He didn't look surprised, nor did he look disappointed. "D-Don't touch them. I gave my life up for an exchange of that." he sputters out, a tear slipping down his eyes.

Mister twirls his stick in his hand, humming softly. "I did say that I picked Hoseok, didn't I? Maybe, if you hadn't interfered, all of you would've lived." he snickers, tone playing as he bent down to Jin's eye level. "So long, Jin."

With a pained expression on his face, Jin vanishes. Completely.

Jungkook screams at Mister, begging the male to bring him back. Sunny sobs, no longer trying to peel herself away from the monster. Namjoon sat there, stoning away.

No one moved, afraid of what might happen next. Hoseok stared into the space which Jin had occupied earlier, face colourless, drained. Yoongi had his head facing the ground, two drops of water staining the red carpet. Taehyung was silent. And for some reason, you knew. You just knew that he was beating himself up for it, mentally.

You wanted to comfort him, you really did. But you couldn't move a single muscle. Although you've known Jin for a short period, he stuck to you like superglue. You had no idea how you were going to live without his dad jokes, windshield laughter. Who was going to take responsibility for this family you've created?

Mister hums, walking over towards Jimin and the three other unknown spirits. Pulling down Jimin's blindfold, he stares the phantom straight in the eye. "Why don't we have a little fun?" you could feel the smile in his voice.

"Shall we get rid of your other friends so you could have your lovely-dovey session with y/n? Or shall I," Mister pauses mid-sentence, walking over to the next boy sitting by Jimin.

"Cause her to suffer first?" Mister pulls the blindfold off the other male, pushing his chin to lock eyes with me.

Jihyun.

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kinda do be wondering why haven't y'all left lmao. this story juST gets more boring as chapters pass 😔. have i ever mentioned how i just SUCK at endings? like, you could come over to my house and sneak a peak at all these notebooks that i have. they're filled with at least five pages of writings, but never completed. 💀💀💀

it was easier in my head tbh HAHAHAH. well, i hope you'll enjoy it. I'll try my best to make it more interesting owo. I've written a jungkook fanfic called "ten thousand hours" check it out once i publish it! i hope you'll enjoy that lol.

imma learn how to write endings 💀