My head weighted like hundred pounds. I wanted to reach his body but I couldn't. Why can't I breathe or scream? My voice was muffled like it was trapped inside me. Suddenly I inhaled a deep breath and screeched my lungs out,

"No! JUNGKOOK! Please come back! You can't do this to me!JUNGKOOK!"

I screamed through my tears. I breathed fast as I can to let the oxygen reach my lungs.

"Jungkook, please no," I fell on my knees, bawling loudly, trying to crawl to his fallen body.

The room was spinning around me. The only thing I can see is blood, covering the walls, my hands and clothes. His dead body was fallen middle of the pool of blood. Gun shots were getting louder and louder, making me dizzier.

"Y/n," I heard a voice from far away. It was faded and unclear. I felt like I want to pull my heart out from it's place. I want to kill myself.

"Jungkook come back, I beg you," my voice was fainting to a whisper. I clutched my heart, crying and crying, without stopping.

"Y/N!"

I felt my body shaking. Suddenly my eyes shut open inhaling a large amount of air. Fat tears were escaping my eyes. Sweat was drooling down my forehead. My hair was sticking to my face because of wet tears and sweat.

I felt two arms enfolding me "Hey shshsh...Y/n,it's okay, I'm here," I breathed fast, my lips were trembling.  

"You-... You are alive. You-... You are still here," I stuttered with widened eyes. Jungkook is here. But how? He died but he's right infront of me now,

He pulled me closer, caressing my back, "Y/n everything is all right. It's just a bad dream," I gave a break for my nonstop tears as I head his words.

It was a dream? It was a nightmare?It was just a freaking nightmare!

"I-.. I thought you left me, I was so scared," I talked through muffled voices. He cupped my cheek with both his hands,

"I will never. It's just a stupid dream right? You will never lose me okay. Look at me," he locked his chocolate brown orbs with mine, wiping my tears away from his thumb. I snuggled into him trying to calm down myself.

He kept patting my back, comforting me "It's all right, everything is ok now," His hand moved my hair away from my face. I felt the warmth of his lips on my forehead. After some time I was able to get back to my normal state.

"It was a terrible dream you know," I said leaning my head against his chest. Finally, I was able to talk without crying. That was the most terrifying thing I ever dreamed of,

"What was it? You were screaming my name all the time when I tried to wake you up," he queried me. I sighed as I the whole dream played in my head again. I was silent.

"Did I die?" his asked in a quiet voice.  I couldn't make my mind to tell him the whole dream, because reminding it made me want to cry again.

"It felt so real," I rubbed my temple, trying ease the destressed feeling inside my head.

I heard thunders of the rumbling storm. The rain had started. Raindrops clattered, fighting against the glass of the window, wanting to flood inside. The lighting was flashing like cameras while the thunders that were louder than bombs boomed the area with its majestic roar. It made my grief somber even more worse.

"Stop worrying about it Y/n, It's just a dream. Nothing will happen to me," he tried to console me, gently brushing his fingertips along my bangs.

I know it's just a dream. But why am I feeling a knot inside my stomach? Is it some kind of Prediction? Is it a warning? I shuddered as that thought perceived my mind. Is it bad luck? I tried to distract my mind from it, shrugging it off.

It's stupid, it's not real, it's all fake,

I kept telling those things to composure my feelings. Jungkook seemed to understand my situation.  He stood up from the bed and pulled me up. He fished out his phone and searched for something in his playlist. I watched him curiously,

"What are you doing?" He connected the phone to the Bluetooth speaker on the nightstand.

"Come on you'll love this," he flashed a smile and swiped the screen of the phone. Classical kinda music started playing from the speakers. It was a mixture of string orchestra and side music. It's not too fast nor too slow, it flowed with nice pace.

Jungkook grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him. He placed my hands on his shoulders. I have never done this before,

"Jungkook, I don't know how to dance" he chuckled at my statement.

"You don't have to, just move along with me, keep your side step right, left to my beat," he started keeping steps in a rhythmic way, making me move along with his motions.

I couldn't help but smile back as I saw him beaming at me, with a divine smile in his face. It feels so good. My hands around him, his hands around mine, we were intertwined with each other from our minds. I rested my head on the crook of his neck. He was heeling me from inside. He always does.

What am I without him?

"Feel better?" he asked brushing my ears from his breath. "A lot," I said, gazing at him.

The music was coming to an end. It faded, also taking away my sorrows away with it. I grinned at him as he gazed at me. He chuckled softly, "Come on let's go downstairs," I acquiesced him, nodding at his suggestion.Even I felt much better it was popping up in my mind. But I forced my mind to chase away those thoughts from my head.

Jin was placing some kind of injections on the table, one by one while Taehyung was loading them into a gun like a thing with Jimin. They looked like some scientists doing an experiment. The other three men weren't there to be seen. Jimin lifted his head as he espied us heading to the living to where they were working. A flirty smirk appeared on the his face, his voice was a teasing tone,

"I thought you went to sleep.I was just passing by and I heard you screaming his na-" Jungkook smacked Jimin's head before he completes his sentence. A tint of red colour flushed my cheeks.

"Shut up for god damn sake hyung!"Jimin frowned his face and massaged his head where the other one attacked.

"I just reached you after a month and this is how you treat me" Jungkook rolled his eyes at him.

"She just had a bad dream you pabo," Jimin rubbed his neck, making his plumpy lips curve to an ' O ' shape. "Didn't know that"he muttered himself.

"Your dirty mind will never change even if we brain wash you Park Jimin," I laughed at Seokjin's statement, stepping near him, letting the two men to continue brickering.

"What are these for?" I asked the elder one. The liquid inside it was like water. I couldn't see any difference.

"Medicine to make them unconscious," he sucked up some liquid to the injection and kept it on the table. Jin's hands were covered with a pair of gloves as he carefully blended the grinded powder into the thick liquid.

"It'll make them unconscious the moment it pings their skin. It's like Cyanide capsules. Except for this won't kill a man, but make them dizzy and drowsy. These are high dozed than normal ones. Thirty percent stronger than normal. But still not enough to kill anyone,"as Seokjin explained, I gaped at the substances, impressed by their work.

"Why make them unconscious? You can just shoot them down," I looked at the powder disappearing inside the water like thing as Jin add them.

"We have to keep things low key without gaining attention towards us before we enter inside,"He glanced at me, keeping the injections away  "Others will have to hold them till Hobi enters the main security settings," they were well prepared, stealth and smooth. Seokjin's words mesmerized me. They have planned everything carefully, Just imagine if I handle this, it'll be total chaos,

"Speaking of Hobi hyung, where is he?" Jungkook asked them picking up a gun Jimin was loading, scrutinizing it.

"He's taking a rest. Namjoon and Yoongi went to spy at the Ki mansion. They'll return soon," before even Taehyung was done talking, two figures entered the house. Yoongi threw his jacket away, ruffling his wet bangs. Both of them were soaking wet. But there wasn't any disappointment on their faces, instead Namjoon was beaming a smile.

"It's working. They aren't doubting a thing. Everything is going on as we planned," Yoongi's face was gleaming with triumph of our ruse against Ki Sung.

"Looks like things are turning into our side, everything is perfect, and the rain is going to help us as well. Can't think of a better day to attack," there was a deadly smirk twisted in Namjoon's lips.

I updated because you all are literally threatening me and cursing me 😑😂Lmao you didn't actually thought that I killed him right? *Windshield laughter*

Now you all better shout out a big "I love you" to me🙂🔪

It's seriously raining heavily here.I know I'm late but..Woohoo #1butter on billboard. I'm so proud of them.

This chapter is for this lovely person mal_0809. ❤️

As always..Love you all ❤️ (even you said that you don't love me back *windshield laughter)

Stay gold ✨