"Jin... This is Yoongi and Jungkook. They're my friends." Myungsoo reluctantly opened the door fully. The man in the doorway had brown hair, and he indeed looked quite handsome.

The man pulled up a big warm smile and bowed, "Little Myungsoo's told me quite a bit about you two. I hope you're taking care of him well."

Yoongi and Jungkook looked at each other for a second, but Jungkook took the lead quite easily. "Yes! We love having him around!"

Yoongi on the other hand, he wasn't feeling very good.

Not only was his head screaming at him, he felt nauseous and woozy to the point where he had fallen face first on the ground...

And just like before, everything went black.

Hey, ----, do you know what the black butterfly stands for?

N-no... What does it stand for?

It's said that an encounter with a black butterfly can show that the person is about to be reborn or renewed in some way. Y'know- sometimes there is darkness before the dawn kind of crap. And I know that you-  -  -  ----... so that's why...

He heard a familiar giggle run through his head.

... So I've been thinking... Maybe we should get tattoos.

Yoongi! You're so crazy!

He heard more distant giggles in his head and saw a face.

This familiar face had black hair, and a smile he couldn't help but call adorably cute.

"Yoongi!"

The black haired boy woke up, growling at the fact that he had simply woken up.

"What?" He hissed.

"You passed out again... Are you okay?"

Yoongi groaned, shooing whoever was talking to him with his hand. "Fuck off." He closed his eyes and tried to get comfy on what he thought was the couch.

"Yoongi~ We have a guest, remember?"

A guest? Who was it again?

The black haired boy grouchily opened his eyes again, scanning the room. But there wasn't anyone here. "Who?"

The figure, Jungkook, sat beside Yoongi and looked over to the kitchen. "He's in there with Myungsoo right now. You've been passed out for a few minutes..." Jungkook looked back at Yoongi and brought a hand to the black haired boy's face, "You had me so worried!" He kissed Yoongi (while yoongi was trying not to bite his face off for interrupting his sleep). "Are you okay? Why did you faint again? Did something happen?"

"I'm not even sure myself." He rubbed his temple, "When I saw that guy, my head just felt like bursting open. Kind of just like..." Yoongi narrowed his eyes.

Did he somehow know Jin before, too?

"... Myungsoo?" Jungkook guessed, and Yoongi nodded. 

"This isn't a coincidence." Yoongi nodded.

"Maybe there's something up with these two." Yoongi nodded.

"Hey are you even listening?" Yoongi nodded.

"Heyyyy YoongiiiiiiI~~~!" Jungkook started shoving the older boy which caught his attention. "Stop ignoring meeee!"

"I'm not!" Yoongi shoved him back. "I heard a voice... Like last time. It was the same voice. I don't know why, but I know that voice." Yoongi scratched his head, irritated by his stupid hazy memories.

"What did they say?" 

"Well, the first time, when I met Myungsoo, it was just... 'We're going to be together forever, right?' And the one just now was..." He looked at Jungkook. "What we thought about the Black Butterfly was all wrong."

Jungkook was a little uncomfortable in his seat. "... What do you mean?"

"I told whoever this person was... that the meaning of a Black Butterfly is a positive shift. It can show that the person is about to be reborn or something... Then I said that we should get tattoos?"

Jungkook snorted and laughed. "You getting a tattoo? I've never imagined you'd want a tattoo!"

The black haired boy grabbed Kookie's nose and wiggled it while the younger was whimpering and slapping his hand, "We can talk more about it later. We should go talk with them, yeah?"

"Okay. If anything happens again, tell me and we can sit you down again." Jungkook smiled, and Yoongi felt happy about how much his Kookie cared about him.

Yoongi was still a bit woozy, so Kookie helped him keep his balance when they came in the kitchen. "Yoongi's feeling better now," Jungkook said.

The black haired boy's eyes shifted to Jin, who gave a big smile. "Are you feeling better?" Yoongi nodded slowly, to which Jin replied, "Good, good. Remember to rest well at night." Yoongi went to sit down.

To be honest his entire body was unnerved about Jin. He wasn't sure what was happening, but this never happened with Myungsoo.

What the fuck is happening to me?

"So, who are you exactly?" Yoongi questioned.

"I'm Myungsoo's father."

Yoongi looked at Myungsoo who then averted his eyes.

"Ah, did he tell you he had abusive parents? Don't worry; I'm not his real father."

"... Ah."

I feel like puking.

Beside him, he felt Jungkook nudge him and whisper, "Abusive?" Yoongi nodded.

"He told me about it earlier today." Jungkook nodded. To Yoongi's guess, Kookie probably wanted to treat Myungsoo like a little baby he deeply loved now.

"Anyway, tell me about yourselves. I'd like to know Myungsoo is in good hands, y'see."

"A-Ah, yes! Me and Yoongi are really close. I like to make friends and..."

"They're weird but they're nice. That's all you need to know." Myungsoo butted in. Yoongi examined the boy, seeing how cold and emotionless he suddenly looked. It surprised Yoongi, because not even he could look that dead inside.

It actually sort of scared Yoongi.

"And they're... special."

"Ah!" Jin clapped his hands together, content. "That's good to hear." He nodded, the smile on his face not fading any time soon.

The time went by really slowly. It was really quiet...

Beep! Beep! Beep!

"The pizza!" Myungsoo gave an awkward smile and went to see to the oven.

When the pizza was cut, they all were passed a slice of their liking; however that didn't help the awkward silence in between them all.

Yoongi stared down at the two slices of pizza on his plate and felt his stomach turn.

Oh, God, I don't think I can eat.

He felt sick. Just looking at Jin made him feel like his hands were going numb.

Everyone else started eating except for Yoongi.

"So what do you do for a living?" Jin started.

Jugnkook noticed Yoongi's strange behaviour so he took the lead. "Yeah, I'm a college student aiming for dancing and singing. Yoongi doesn't exactly have a job... He had one before, though."

"Oh yeah? What did this young man do?"

Yoongi stared at Jin. He was pretty young, too... He looked like he was about 30.

"He was a few things, really. He's actually going to be a college teacher for psychology sometime soon."

"Psychology? What kind?"

"To better understand the brains of murderers and psychopaths." Yoongi bumped in.

Jin's mouth gaped open, "So he speaks! You've only said one thing while I was here." Jin's smile faded. "It's almost like you know."

Yoongi and Jungkook gulped.

"Know what...?"

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dun dun duUUUNNNNNN 

wat dos they kno?

wat dos jin do?

wat dos i wanna wear to prom?

we'll never know

until the next chapter ;]