911.

REFLECTION

REFLECTION
park jimin
  

it was midnight and the scent of burning candles entered both of my nostrils, giving me an ultimate joy to just lounging around in my house.

i didn't do anything besides sitting on my couch, hugging my throw pillow and keeping myself warm inside my blanket.

well not until i felt my phone vibrates in my hand.

i quickly looked up to the screen, squinting my eyes as i read my best friend's name over and over again.

it said; min yoongi.

my finger hovered on the screen for a minute, contemplating on whether i should accept his call or not.

it was really late so why did he call?
he usually fell asleep at ten so that kinda surprised me he was still alive at this time.
perhaps it was something important so i finally decided to pick it up.

jimin: hello?

min yoongi: jimin!

jimin: why are you calling me in the middle of the night?

min yoongi: i just wanna ask you something real quick

jimin: what is it?

min yoongi: can i come over to your house and--y'know--just sleepover?

min yoongi: i'm actually home alone and i'm a lil bit scared here. . .

jimin: i'm okay--i mean i would love to have you here to keep me company but hyung, um. . .you sure? the road is kinda empty so. . .

min yoongi: well, i'm not gonna take the cab. i have my own car so i think i'll be there at twelve thirty

jimin: alright then i'll wait for you

jimin: oh hyung, wait!

min yoongi: hm?

jimin: i'll be sleeping so call me when you're here, okay?

min yoongi: alright, alright

our conversations ended like that.

i hung up first whilst dragging my feet towards my bedroom. i plopped myself on my bed before i prayed to god, hoping that i could still see the sun rising in the morning.

and just like that, i closed my eyes and let the dream take over myself.

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a/n:
i don't know what i'm working on tbfh but i've experienced some good shit horror stories so that kinda inspires me to write this