I told her... I wasn't lying.

Hoseok loved her so much.

But she needs to wake up.

"I feel bad, about her. She really believes Hoseok called her."

I better check her logs; she might be telling the truth.

Maybe Hoseok didn't died after all.

But it's too impossible.

Hoseok's body was in the coffin that day. I saw him in the coffin beautifully dressed on his Americano.

I'm really sure Hoseok's dead.

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(Third-person's P.O.V)

She laid on her bed, barely breathing. She has taken pills again.

She had swallowed a lot, for some time. And it's paining her throat.

A tear escaped her eyes, as she silently sobbed. Her excessive breathing filled the quiet room. She couldn't help but whimpered on her bed, as she remembers she had with Hoseok.

She patiently waits for Hoseok to call again. But for the past 10 hours of staying up all night, she hasn't received any phone calls or even text messages from Hobi.

She doesn't dare to search through her contacts, she's afraid that she might be hallucinating about Hobi.

She knows it was Hobi who called her.

She can feel it.

She knows It was Hobi, not just any psycho who pretends he was Hobi.

Hobi's alive. And he may have been around.

I need to find him.

I need him right now.

"I need you Hoseok! -"

*kring*

My phone suddenly rung.

[Hobi?]

[Hey, honey]

[Uh. You never called me honey before. Are you okay?]

[What?]

[What, what?]

[You said what first]

[Who are you. And why do you have Hobi's number?]

[End call]

"What the hell."

She laid back on her bed, as she started to analyzed what just happened earlier.

Her eyes wondered around the room.

As her world started to spin.

She attempts to close her eyes, she felt dizzy. Feeling that the world is eating her.

She can't help but let out a scream, as her head continues to hurt.

She didn't stop.

She can't help but scream her lungs out.

---
(Jin's P.O.V)

I heard her screaming on her room. Which was just upstairs.

I started running to her room.

Her door was open, entering her room the atmosphere changed, seeing her on the corner of her room, capping her ears as she continuously screamed.

I hate to see her like this...

It hurts me...

A lot...

And I just want to take all the pain she is feeling right now.

I walked towards her. Kneeling down beside her...

It felt so surreal.

I wrapped my arms around her.

"Y/n, I'm here now." I said, kissing her forehead as I swayed her under my arms.

As soon as her screaming stopped, she quietly sobbed on my arms.

"Y/n. You need to wake up." I whispered. She continued to sob, as she clenched her fist.

"Hoseok is dead. He's never coming back." I said. Stroking her hair.

"Hobi called, but it wasn't Hobi who answered." She mumbled; her voice vibrates on my chest. As her hot breath touched my collar bone.

"Who then?" I asked, my voice was shaking while her breath touch my skin.

"I don't know." She replied, snaking her arms around my body. Which frankly sent shivers through my spine.

"Can I see your phone?" I asked, trying to control my hormones.

"Yeah." She replied, fishing her phone out of her pocket.

I was shocked, her phone doesn't have a password.

I searched through her logs and contacts...

There was...

---

Jin put her phone down, and stroked her hair.

There was nothing...

Hobi have no phone calls...

But there was this voice mail...

That I'm curious about.

It was sent before the day Hoseok died...

And I need to find it out.

"Hey, Y/n. Can I borrow your phone for the night? I'll bring it back tomorrow. "

"Okay, Hobi." She said. Her voice was gentle and cold. Just like the voice she used to make Hobi cringe.

"Uh. Yeah. I'll better go now. You okay here alone-" she cut my sentence.

"No" she replied sternly, with grief.

"No?" I asked, a little curious.

"Stay here." She said, her voice was so soft. That felt like air. I feel good. My heart started to beat faster.

"Why?" I asked, as my heart beats a little faster. Nervous of what she might say.

"I love you" she said, which made my breath hitched.

maybe I'm just assuming.

She loves Hobi more...

She can't have feelings for me...

Its just been weeks since Hobi died.

She can't recover that easily...

I know I love her... she was unique and cheerful.

Thats what I loved about her...

She always makes Hobi smile.

She made me smile too.

Her laugh, her smile every time I make my lame jokes.

She was happy then...

And now, I'm assuming that she loves me...

Maybe she's referring to Hobi.

I stared blankly at her. As she bit her lips.

Then, her lips touched mine...

Her lips feels so soft...

Her lips taste like strawberry...

I couldn't help but kiss back.

She started to moan...

"Hobi~"

My heart broke into a million pieces

I knew it

I pulled back, standing up and leaving her room without a word.

---
(Your P.O.V)

Everything was clear now...

I can feel Jin's lips against mine...

And I moaned Hobi's name...

I know I hurt him.

But through that kiss.

I was awoken from this dream.

Hoseok is dead.

He was my hope.

He was my everything.

He was mine.

And now, he is gone.

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