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THIS IS A BIT SHORTER THAN I USUALLY DO BUT IT'S SOMETHING.

"Jimin...Jimin...You can't fight me off forever, Jimin. I always get what I want." Jimin ran and ran until he tripped and fell flat on his face. He tries to get up but his fear got the best of him. 

He turns and his body froze as the fire got closer. He couldn't move and he couldn't scream. When the flames were upon him, he could see a sharp-tooth smile within it.

"Your mine!"

Jimin jolts awake and grips onto his chest, breathing heavily as his heart raced. He looks over to see Taehyung asleep beside him along with Yoongi, who had his head resting on his shoulder. He couldn't help but chuckle.

"You had a nightmare...didn't you?" Jimin looks over at Jisoo and sits up, his heart still racing.

"It was nothing." Jisoo laughs.

"Oh please. I can tell. My father is a powerful creature. In your nightmares, if you let the darkness catch you, it's all over. You  have to run as far as you can. If you fall, you can't let your fear consume you. Get up and keep moving. It's the only way to fight it that way. Sleep is the most vulnerable state in which a human can be in. You cannot defend yourself physically, so you have to do it spiritually." 

Jimin nods and his chest finally stops hurting. He lays back down and sighs, looking up at the ceiling and letting his mind drown in his sea of thoughts. He hears movement, after a while, and he looks over to see Taehyung waking up.

"You okay? You need anything?" Jimin smiles.

"I'm okay." He lies. His dream was still a little bothersome, but he couldn't let Taehyung worry even more about him. He couldn't hurt the other anymore than he already has.

"Are you sure, babe?" Jimin looks toward Jisoo and sees that he had finally fallen asleep.

"Yeah...I'm fine." Taehyung smiles before he gets in bed with Jimin, pecking his forehead.

"I promise that you will get better. I know you will." Jimin nods, burying his face in Taehyung's chest, holding his tears back.

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It had been a week since Jimin was discharged from the infirmary and he wasn't doing to well. He was terrified. Of the people around him, of his dreams, of himself. He could feel himself slowly slipping into insanity. 

"Well hello, son of Eros." Jimin looks up at a boy with dark purple hair. Jimin ignores him. Maybe the boy would go away like everyone else did. But he didn't.

"How's your injury? It doesn't hurt still, does it?" Jimin keeps ignoring him.

"I know you are still hurting Jimin. I can tell by the way you cast yourself aside and avoid everyone that you used to love. Maybe if you got revenge..." Jimin's eyes widen. His hands shook as he hid them. The boy smiles.

"If you got them back...then maybe the pain would go away." The boy got closer to Jimin, his plump lips slightly pressed against the boy's ear.

"You'd feel so much more alive." He whispers. Jimin grips onto his chest as he imagined what it would be like, to be able to get back at the person who did this to him. To get back at Hades and hurt him more than he had ever felt.

His insides felt like they were burning and the boy chuckles, grabbing Jimin by the nape and pulling him closer.

"Give in to it, Jimin. Don't fight what was meant to be." He lets go and Jimin moves closer, not wanting the touch to go away.

"Hey!" Jimin snaps out of it and looks back to see Taehyung standing behind them and huffing, angrily. The boy stands and smirks at him before running off. Taehyung runs to Jimin and helps him up.

"Are you okay, baby? He didn't hurt you did he?" Jimin shakes his head, acting as if he didn't almost give in to the madness.

"N-no...I'm okay." Taehyung frowns.

"I want you to stay away from the purple-haired kids. They're the children of Apate and they work for my father. They'll try to provoke you but you have to stay strong." Jimin nods before Taehyung takes him to his room to rest. When left by himself, he sits up in his bed and stays there, not moving.

All of a sudden, a small chuckle falls from his lips. He couldn't stop himself as he laughed maniacally. He felt a presence in his room and suddenly stops laughing.

"He looks up at the mirror and sees his reflection. The reflection looked back at him with a smug grin on his face, his hair dark and eyes blood red...like Taehyung's.

"You know you want to give in, Jimin. Don't let that brat tell you what to do." Jimin shakes his head.

"No...Taehyung...he wants me-"

"All to himself! He doesn't know what he's talking about! He's the son of Hades and he will always be his son. Nothing will change that. He's still just as demented as he was before he met you. If yo two give in, you two can be evil together. You two can take over together. Isn't that what you want, Jimin? Isn't that what we want?" Jimin holds himself back and grips his chest.

"No! It's what you want! It's not me." His reflection chuckles.

"Don't forget Jimin...I am you." Jimin grabs the clock from his nightstand and throws it at the mirror, shattering it. He balls himself up and cries hard, gripping his chest tighter and tighter as the pain grew. The door opens.

"Jimin!" He looks over and sees Jin standing there. Jimin couldn't help but to run to him and hug him.

"Please help me...I can't fight anymore." Jin hugs him and sighs, looking down at him before gasping. He looked in horror at the roots of Jimin's hair going black.