𝔸/ℕ

[𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢, 

𝕄𝕐 𝔹𝕌ℕℕ𝕀𝔼𝕊,

𝙸 𝙰𝙼 𝙴𝚇𝚃𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙴𝙻𝚈 𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙽𝚄𝙸𝙽𝙶  𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚈! 

𝙸 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 "Ouija Board : The Shadow Behind His Soul" 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 

𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜! 

𝙸 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆! 𝙸 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆! 𝙸𝙼 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝚂𝚃 (ಥ﹏ಥ)

𝙱𝚞𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠...

𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏! 

𝔸ℕ𝕐𝕎𝔸𝕐𝕊!

𝙸 𝙰𝙿𝙾𝙻𝙾𝙶𝙸𝚂𝙴 𝙰𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽,

𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚂 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙲𝙴𝙴𝙳!]

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By this time, 

almost everyone was in the water and you were just in the corner trying to find an excuse to get out, 

Your white outfit was pressed against your skin. 

While they were distracted, you swiftly walk out, 

sprinting away...

Before your clumsy a** bumps into the leader.

"oop! Are you okay?"

He asks, bringing a hand out. You frantically nod, taking it and getting up. 

It doesn't take any time before his eyes land on your neck.

Sh*t

His eyes widen, glancing around before grabbing your arm and taking you away in a corner.

oh great Y/N... You're in big trouble...

He stops, turning to you.

"Y/N, do you have something to explain???"

"Oppa... I- I don't know..."

"This can be a big problem... Who did you do this with...?"

You look up at him, shaking your hands in front of you.

"Its nothing like that! I promise you! I don't know where this came from either!"

"What do you mean?"

"I woke up today and it was there..."

Holding on his temples, he sighs.

"okay... Hmmm.... Let's talk about this when go back to dorm... We have to find a way to..."

He stops, looking at the table where all the things that belong to the staff laid.

"give me a second..."

With that said he walks off. 

You wait for a while before he comes back, 

holding on a bag full of make up.

"w-what.. How did you... What excuse did you use???"

You ask, thinking he probably borrowed it.

"I kinda stole it actually..."

He answers, chuckling, proud. 

You giggle along, grabbing a mirror before picking a concealer, 

applying it on your neck. 

This time it was waterproof too, that was a relief.

"It doesn't make sense... how could you just get it out of nowhere??"

"I have no idea—"

"Have no idea about what?"

Jin asks, walking towards you and Namjoon. 

"Uhhhhhh... I HAVE NO IDEA, WHERE IT IS, NAMJOON OPPA! I'M SORRY, I THINK I MISPLACED THE CRAB!"

You quickly shout out, eyeing the leader. He understands, pouting. 

"SERIOUSLY Y/N! IT WAS SO PRETTY!"

He exclaims, playing along. Jin just looks from you to him, confused. 

"Guys, come on! It's time to get back! It's getting dark!"

The manager says and you smile in relief, quickly, walking off.

_

You lay in your bed, lost in thoughts. 

Honestly, you were kind of glad Namjoon had gotten busy and probably forgot about the whole Hickey situation. 

Just as you're about to doze off, 

you rapidly sit up, paranoid, 

hearing your door slowly creaking open. 

Your heartbeat goes bonkers but a loud breath of relaxation leaves your lips as you realise it was just Namjoon. 

He humbly smiles at you before slowly closing the door behind him, making sure it doesn't make any sound. 

Then he walks over to your bed and you give him space to sit. 

"So... I've been thinking about this... And I just thought, when else would our cameras come in hand..?"

You frown,

to which he puts the laptop he held in his hand, on his lap. 

He opens a few apps before you see the corridor outside. 

Your jaw drops, remembering that there were cameras in the dorm, for security reasons. 

Namjoon chuckles.

"we can go over to last night and check if anyone came in your room throughout the night, through the camera..."

He explains and you nod, a bit nervous. 

After a few clicks, there it was. 

You, literally dragging yourself to your room and then shutting the door behind you. 

Not after long, Taehyung and Jimin walk up the stairs, going straight to their rooms. 

Then Hobi comes and stalls to his room, 

followed by Jungkook. 

Hobi strides out, walking to your room.

"This must be when he got the charger..."

You mention while Namjoon just watches closely. 

Hobi knocks on the door, several times, but since you didn't answer, 

he deliberately turns the handle and steps in. 

Not even after a few seconds, he comes out, shutting the door, silently.

"It isn't him..." 

Namjoon says.

"You would need more time than that..."

You nod, biting the inside of your cheek.

He fast forwards the video to the bit, 

Taehyung and Jungkook walk over to Jimin's room.

They were still wearing the same matching hoodie from the fansign. 

After a while, someone, with the hoodie on his head, comes out of Jimin's room, and knocks on your door. 

It's harder to tell who it is since they all are wearing the same clothes. 

But this person was wearing different trousers.

 Because you give no response, 

the guy just walks in. 

You shift on your sitting, feeling uneasy as minutes pass by and he doesn't come out of your room.
Namjoon glances over at you, and you look at him. 

"Its definitely him..."

You assert and Namjoon looks back at the screen. 

The guy comes out and just strolls back to Jimin's room. 

Time moves on and Taehyung and Jungkook walk out, wearing refreshed, new hoodies, with a bunch of other dirty clothes in their hands. 

Jimin comes out too, throwing his sweaty hoodie on Tae's face, 

to which Tae almost falls back.

And then they all go into their own rooms. 

Namjoon checks the rest of the night, but no one had seemed to come out.

 He sighs.

"ugh...

Now, Which one of them was that...???"

You ask yourself, frustra- no... tRuSfAtED. 

"I think... I know..."

Namjoon answers, thinking. 

You stare at the genius, curiosity making you not even be able to speak. 

"Those pants... They belong to..."

You weren't ready to hear what he says next.

"I'm pretty sure, They belong to Jimin..."