You Need To Survive

Love Is Not Over

        J-Hope blinked. He was in a gray stone room.
        He looked around, still on the soft bed that cradled him. There was a plain silver door with a knob.
        He looked at his feet, wiggled his toes. He looked at his hands. There were needles attached to his right middle finger and wrist. He followed the tubes attached to the needles with his eyes to a beeping monitor.
        Someone had saved him.
        He remembered the two figures back on the highway. The one that said he was still alive.
        Had Jimin been telling the truth?
        Jimin...
        J-Hope looked up and saw Jimin.
        He was holding something behind his back with a concerned look on his face. "Are you all right?" he finally asked.
        J-Hope gripped the pillow with his left hand and swung it at Jimin.
        It hit his head, exploding into feathers. Jimin waved them away, coughing. "Hyung?"
        "Jimin...I seriously..." Then J-Hope realized something. "Wait. When I handcuffed you to the table...how are you here?"
        Jimin smiled and the dust of feathers cleared. The door was open, and leaning on the doorframe was...
        "Taehyung?"
        Taehyung smiled sadly and nodded. "I'm still here."
        J-Hope gasped. "But...the structure..."
        Taehyung walked inside the room. "I survived the fall. I tried to drown myself, but I had a vision...it was Jungkook, Suga, and Jimin. They were all dying; Jungkook was-" He shook his head, trying to keep the pain and guilt back. "Jungkook was hit by a car, Suga set himself on fire, Jimin drowned. All three of them told me to go back up and help you." Taehyung took a deep breath, his voice cracking. "But I was too late. Too late for-" He couldn't hold it back any longer, and he started crying. Jimin went to hug him. J-Hope glanced at the tubes attached to his right hand, and turned back to Taehyung, beckoning him to come sit by him.
        Taehyung sniffed and sat to the left of J-Hope. Jimin sat next to Taehyung, his hand on his shoulder.
        J-Hope hugged Taehyung with his left hand. Taehyung hugged him baack. Jimin watched silently, smiling a little.
        "Is it true?" J-Hope asked.
        Jimin nodded. His eyes sparkled with tears.
        Taehyung pulled away. "I need to tell you," he said. "I wold you on the highway, but you probably didn't hear me." And Taehyung, with Jimin filling in little parts, told J-Hope about what happened to Jungkook and Suga.
        J-Hope wiped his tears away and took a deep breath. "What about Namjoon?"
        Jimin shrugged. "We don't know," he said simply. "We've been trying to find him. It's like he just...disappeared."
        J-Hope nodded. "Oh." He looked at his hand again. "Once I get better, I can join you in searching for him."
        V nodded back.
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        J-Hope found the camera in the drawer of Jimin's old home-now the three lived together.         
        J-Hope picked up the video camera, not realizing it was Jin's. He turned it on and started to film. A second later, the storage was completely full.
        "What?" J-Hope looked at the gallery where all the videos were.
        He clicked on one.
        And gasped.
        Six of them were at a house in the bathroom drinking and splashing each other with water from the tub. Jin was recording. Suddenly the door opened behind them, and they all turned around. Jimin had entered the room with a shocked expression. The camera moved forward and Jin grabbed Jimin by the arm. He turned and Jimin stumbled into the tub. The others laughed and pushed him to the bottom. Then they pulled him out and threw Taehyung, laughing, inside.
        J-Hope smiled, tears brimming his eyes. He turned. "Tae? Jimin? You should see this."
        Taehyung and Jimin were packing things into boxes. They halted their work and went over to J-Hope. They saw the recording.
        Jimin smiled at the memories. "Are there more?"
        J-Hope stopped the recording and scrolled through 13 pages of recordings.
        Taehyung sniffled a little. "This...this is Jin hyung's, right?"
        J-Hope nodded sadly. The he closed the camera and put it in his bag. "We can take these and watch them once we get to my home."
        Taehyung nodded and went back to packing, biting his lip so he wouldn't cry. He felt like the wound had reopened. He looked up at his two hyungs and smiled on the inside. At least, now when he cried, he had his two closest friends to help him.
        Jimin watched Taehyung and J-Hope pack. "I wonder...I wonder what Namjoon would be doing right now," he wondered.