A/N: I find it funny how everyone was so concerned with the dropped cookies last chapter, I'm sorry for that traumatic experience, pls forgive meh, I will make you another batch.

In your office a young boy sat opposite you in the chair on the other side of your desk. His feet barely touched the floor, the chair being still too big for him to sit properly on. 

You surveyed him with your arms crossed, having a small thought crossed your mind of whether this was a prank some kids had cooked up. 

"So you think the park in the next district over from here is haunted?" You questioned not bothering to sweeten your voice despite the boy being very young. You were hoping that if this kid was setting up a prank, that your sternness and 'taking no shit' attitude would make him crack and give up. You didn't have time for games.

His name was Choi Youngjae, and he said he was eight years old going on nine in two weeks. He had turned up unannounced at the front doors of the facility looking anxious and sheepish. He had looked like a lost child, but he had insisted that this was the place he was looking for. You still had many questions about why an eight year old was wondering about by himself, and looking for a 'ghost buster' on top of that.

"Yes, miss. You have to believe me," he exclaimed, his hands balling into fists on his knees, his shoulders hunched. "My sister and I went to play there last week. We hadn't been to this park before but this park seems scary. My sister fell off the climbing frame and hurt her arm. She's in hospital."

"Ok," you drew out, not understanding quite how this related to the park being haunted. "I'm sorry to hear about your sister, but why do you think this park is haunted, Youngjae?" Your voice softening, your suspicions of any sort of pranks disappearing.

He grew fidgety, staring intently at his dangling feet.

"Appa and Eomma both say she fell...but I saw her," his voice dropped into a whisper, his fidgeting body growing still. You leaned in on your desk.

"Saw who, Youngjae?" You coaxed for him to continue.

He looked up at you hesitantly, eyes innocent and clear with honesty. 

"The girl behind my Noona. She pushed her. My Noona didn't fall, she was shoved." 

You frowned.

"Could that not just have been another child playing at the park at the time?"

"No!" He shouted suddenly, frustration clear on his features. "All you adults don't believe me! I'm not lying! That girl was there! I went to shove her back for shoving my Noona but she wasn't there anymore. I'm telling you it was a ghost!"

"Youngjae, I never said I didn't believe you," you said gently, watching the boy try to calm his heavy breaths. "I was just trying to cross out the other possibilities that might have happened."

He looked at you with a pout that you thought was just adorable. 

"I'm not the only one. My friends at school say that they don't play there no more. A boy a few weeks back got injured too, and they said they had seen a girl that looked the same too."

"I'll tell you what Youngjae," you began grabbing his attention. "I will go and have a look and assess the park for you. But keep this to yourself otherwise the adults will think you're a bit odd." Youngjae gave you a confused look.

"But, you're an adult." You grinned at him cheekily.

"Yes, and I'm a bit odd. But no one needs to know that, right?"

The young brunette matched your grin and nodded. "So you'll help? Promise?" 

"Promise."

"Cross your heart!" He demanded pointing at your chest. You made a cross sign over your chest and lifted your hand before finishing with, "Cross my heart and hope to die."

The boy beamed at you.

You sighed once you had sent Youngjae on his way after walking him to his school bus stop and bidding him farewell. You were still a little weary that such a young boy had been wandering about on his own before school. His parents must have been oblivious that he had come to seek out the P.I.A, which lead you onto another point. How did he know about the association? It wasn't something that most children would commonly know about.

You shrugged it off and went to prepare yourself for this little case. 

"You're taking on a case? So soon?" Jisoo questioned concerned, flipping through her files on the coffee table in the lounge, her pen making short, soft scratching noises as she made notes when she thought necessary. 

You decided you preferred to take on the case with a full stomach, not wanting to have it growling the whole time. Jisoo had been working on her most recent notes on her sessions with Jungkook when you had found her there in the lounge. 

"Yes. You don't need to worry, it seems like quite a mundane one so it should be fine. Plus, its exorcisms I need to avoid. Not haunting's," you said, munching on some snacks.

"What about Seokjin? Don't you have a session with him today?" 

You stopped thinking to yourself for a moment, before blurting out the first thing that came to mind with a deadpan expression. "I could take him with me."

"Eh!?" Jisoo's head snapped up to you giving you her full attention, her hand slipping and drawing a line across the paper. "Are you crazy?"

You shrugged. "I mean, the man's been cooped up in the building since his exorcism. He must be dying to get some fresh air. It'll be good for him, I think."

"Makes sense but still, he's in rehabilitation for having a mentally scarring experience with something similar. Surely we want to keep him away from such things in case he gets triggered by something? Is taking a patient on a case such a good idea?" She asked. 

"This one doesn't seem dangerous. I'll scope it out first and if it looks bad then I'll bring Seokjin back," you tried to convince her.

"What about Mr. Bang? Will he allow this? You taking a case?"

"He... doesn't need to know. I'll submit my report on it once I've finished it. Trust me Jisoo, this one will be a piece of cake," you assured with a confident look.

Mr. Bang wouldn't mind too much, right? It's not like you were dealing with another possession, as those were the cases that seemed to be effecting your health. It was a simple case of a haunting. Plus, you were getting yourself and Jin some much needed fresh air in the mean time, and what better way to do that than take a walk to a supposedly haunted park?

You weren't sure how smart it was to bring Seokjin along with you, but otherwise you didn't know what to do with him. He couldn't be handling being cooped up indoors all day everyday very well. It wasn't good for anyone.

With these thoughts in mind and with Jisoo calling after you to be careful, you made your way to your room to grab your bag, double checking the talisman was in your pocket before you left and then to Seokjin's room.

When Jungkook had finished his therapy session with Miss Kim, he had left his room in hopes of finding you. As he wondered about, he suddenly couldn't help but feel very alone. There was no bustling of people about, no shuffling sounds from the kitchen or lounge in the patients wing. Hadn't there been a new addition to the building the other day? A new patient if the male remembered correctly, however he hadn't had the chance to meet them as of yet.

Did they have your attention too?

He unconsciously started to pout when he couldn't find you in your room or anywhere else for that matter and he was starting to wonder whether you had gone out. Jungkook started to feel ansty. He guessed one way was to check if your shoes were still in the foyer by the front door. 

Pacing towards the entrance of the building, he felt delight as he spotted your form in the foyer. He noticed you slipping on your shoes by the doors with Seokjin by your side-

wait. 

All positive emotion faded from Jungkook's face like a darkening sky. 

Why was Seokjin with you? And where were you going with him?

He felt something urging him to intercept you. 

"(Y/n)! Will you play some games on the switch with me?" He piped, skipping over to you. 

You sent him an apologetic look. "I can't right now, sorry Kook." 

His mood instantly fell and you immediately felt guilty as you saw the happy and hopeful expression get wiped off his features.

"But, tomorrow perhaps, if you still want too?" 

Instead of using his voice to reply, he used a slight nod of his head, fighting the flood of negative emotions that rose up within him. 

Its always another time with you, isn't it?

Jungkook watched with a scowl on his handsomely boyish features as the elder male and yourself walked side by side onto the street and out of sight. Jungkook clenched his jaw, the harsh look on his face not wavering as he turned away.

"Where are we going?" Jin questioned with his hands buried deep into his coat pockets. 

"On an errand," you replied shortly. The process of convincing him to join you had gone surprisingly smoothly and he had been oddly compliant. Although you had kept the fact that it was for a job from his knowledge. 

When you had gone to collect him from his room you distinctly remembered having to stop yourself from saying 'lets go loser, we're going hunting.' 

Both Jackson and Yugyeom have yelled it your way plenty of times, but you decided that Jin would just be terribly confused... It made you think about the conversation you had with Jungkook the other day. Had Jin warmed up to you at all since your last session? You were trying hard to connect with him and become friendlier, but the man seemed to have high walls built up around him and you didn't think it was due to shyness, not at all. You guessed you would have to find a secret passage way to Jin's heart, or if worst comes to worst, give up trying to be his friend and continue on strictly as therapist and patient. 

Light grey clouds blanketed the sky, blocking out the sun and leaving a mellow light over the city. The trees were now bare of their leaves and flowers had started scattering their petals. The leaves crunched under your feet as the two of you walked.

"You failed to mention that there was a task, this is a waste of my precious time," Jin huffed lightly, watching the busy traffic on the streets of Seoul absentmindedly. 

"I think it'll be really good for you to get out for some fresh air, and don't tell me I'm wrong," you said as you tried to give him an encouraging smile. 

Jin bit his lip. Yes, you were right. He had been feeling awfully cooped up and suffocated lately. He needed this, the walk was unexpectedly pleasant. He felt he could do this more often with you. 

With a few more streets to walk and passages to shimmy through against a throng of people, you arrived at the next district over and at the park that Youngjae had been talking about. 

The play park wasn't busy save for the three children and parents that were there. The back half was fenced off with a row of bushes and trees behind it, but you couldn't help but think as to why they hadn't fenced off the whole park to stop children from running into the road. From the look of it however, it was an older park. They probably hadn't gotten around to getting the money to do it up. 

"This was your errand? To play at a park?" Jin asked with a confused distasteful expression and a dipped brow.

You huffed out a laugh and shook your head. 

"No. I'm checking to see if its haunted."

"So you brought me ghost hunting?" he asked, voice vaguely annoyed. 

"C'mon lets go see!" You evaded his question and tugged on his arm to cross the street. 

Jin found himself in mentally withdrawn as he focused on the fact that he found it weirdly endearing the way your hand tugged his coat clad forearm gently along with you. The two of you probably looked like a couple. 

The man shook his head to rid himself of the thought, but kept his gaze on the side of your face finding it difficult to look anywhere else.

You slowed your pace to a stop as you reached the park taking in the area around you. Often on cases like these you just wanted to outright say 'Hey, anyone happen to have seen a ghost?', but unfortunately you didn't want people looking at you strangely. 

A child ran into Jin's legs letting out an 'oof', then without apologising, scampered away in hurry to get back to the game of tag.  

"Yah, you little rascal! Never paying attention to whats around them," he grumbled, dusting his legs off. You let out a muffled snicker.  

"You were once a child too, Jin."

"Yes but I was taught manners and etiquette. Not like these little scoundrels with nothing of the sort."

You couldn't help but mimic him. "You come from a rich family, Mr. Manners and etiquette? You had a luxurious upbringing I take it?" You jested with sarcasm dripping from your tone. 

Jin glared at you and huffed as you chuckled at him.

"Yes my family is well off. I don't see what your point is?"

"Just the way you speak about things, I can tell." Holier than thou. You sniggered to yourself when a thought entered your head. "Did you have a butler?" 

"Yes, we did."

Your eyes widened at his response. It was only meant to be a joke but it only made it better when Jin confessed that, yes, his family had had a butler.

"Oh my god," you snorted and pressed your lips together tightly to stop the laugh that tried to jump from your mouth. "Was his hair black? And did he have red eyes?" Jin sent you a bemused expression, almost like you had sprouted a second head. 

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing," you grinned to yourself silently giggling to yourself at your inward joke

No, (Y/n). Don't ask if his butler's name was 'Sebastian'. You're not funny. Just stop. You inwardly scolded yourself.

Jin could only look at you from the side quizzically, wondering what sort of odd things were going through your head. He spotted the laughter dancing in your eyes that seemed to make them all the brighter and the way they creased slightly from the wide mischievous smile on your face. You looked pretty with that smile on your face. 

It was then he realised he had been staring and quickly turned his head away to avoid being caught. 

Once the children had left, you meandered around the park, examining the climbing frames, the swings that jostled and clinked gently against the wind, the slide, merry-go-round and the stone  crawl through tunnel with the side of it disguised as mound of grass on the ground, for anything that looked out of place. Anything that looked out of the ordinary.

Your eyes trailed over to the climbing frame, surveying it closely. It was made up of metal poles and wood, part of it shaped like a tree house/castle with an attached tunnel that stretched across to the other side. 

Something by the stone tunnel on the ground caught your eye, a slight shift of movement. With caution in mind, you told Jin to stay where he was at the edge of the park for a moment, while you went over to check it out. 

As you drew nearer you hesitated as you faintly heard the distinct sound of a sigh, however faint enough to have been the wind passing by your ear. Slowly, you lowered yourself onto your haunches and peaked into the tunnel. 

Startled at the sight you softly fell backwards onto your behind, staring inside the tunnel with unblinking eyes, not fully believing your vision for a second. 

"Yoongi!?" 

The man lay there seemingly asleep, a serene look on his features.

His eyes fluttered open, sleepy gaze landing on your form that was blocking the light.

"W-what are you doing here?"

"Sleeping," he replied bluntly. A dumbfounded expression lay frozen on your face. You could only stare at him flummoxed like that as you tried to piece together reasons in your head of him being here, and mostly how.

"But-" You stopped, thoroughly confused as to why he was here and not among the transfer-ees that were meant to leave the asylum to another place. "Why and how are you here? You should be-" 

"Aish- be quiet," he scolded, sitting up and without much warning grabbed onto your arm. He pulled you into the tunnel and held a finger to his lips then used his other hand to point to something behind you outside of the tunnel. 

Turning your head, you found that you had the view of the swings and merry-go-round. There on one of the swings, where there hadn't been a second ago, you saw a girl who was deathly pale, sitting idle by herself with an emotionless expression, save for the lonesome look in her eyes.

Yoongi pulled away and lay down next to you, turning onto his side and closing his eyes again.

"She's been terrorising the kids here," he made out in a yawn his vocals husky with sleep, keeping his back to you.

"Why?" You whispered, not taking your eyes off her. Yoongi shrugged.

"Hell if I know."

"Helpful." Something then struck you. "And why do you think I'd want to know that anyway?" You questioned turning to him. How did he know that that was what you were here for?

He let out an inaudible grumble of some profanity, that you were probably glad you didn't hear.

"How long have you been here?" You asked again, needing some answers from the stubborn man. 

The ravenette answered with a mere shrug, uninterested with giving you a straight answer which greatly irritated you. Just like he had been at the asylum. Min Yoongi seemed determined to remain a mystery. 

"(Y/n)? What are you doing in there?" 

Your head snapped over to the entrance to see Jin peaking his face through. 

"U-h, I...." You looked to your side over to Yoongi only to be met with empty space. Again? He'd done this before at the asylum. You felt puzzled as to just what the man was. Your iron bracelet had confirmed that he wasn't a ghost, but what else could disappear in a blink of an eye like that? 

...A hallucination perhaps. 

You shook your head. That couldn't be it either, as Jackson had also seen him. Sighing in frustration, you would think about Yoongi later. For the time being you had a case to get onto.

You crawled out and dusted yourself off from the grassy bits and wood shavings from your hands and knees. Looking up with a deep inhale, you went over to the girl on the swing. 

At your approach, she lifted her small face up at you and staring silently. Until she spoke in a voice that sounded like a bell, a sweet voice that seemed to pass through your ears softly. 

"Will you...Will you help me find my dolly?" 

"You lost your dolly?" You asked crouching in front of her to be eye level. You kept your wits about you, in case she went to try anything. 

She nodded silently in reply.

"Where did you last have it?" 

Her hollow eyes trailed up and over to the road. She raised a dainty hand towards it.

"Where the bullies pushed me. I dropped it then."

Your eyes followed her finger towards the street. The road full of busy city traffic.

"I'm sorry you dropped your dolly," your voice almost a whisper, although you felt that your words meant sorry for something else. Did she know that she was dead? 

From experience dealing with those passed on, sometimes they weren't aware that they were dead in the first place and continued to go around in an endless loop of suffering. Also, the mentioning of bullies had you thinking it had something to do with why she had been terrorising the other children.

Jin listened and watched intently, lifting his fur-lined hood over his head not liking the way the degrees of the air felt like it had dropped considerably. 

UNEDITED

August. 14. 2020