T(first)

He stood there with me, his back pressed against mine, heart beating crazily, heavy breaths falling from his lips. “Hoseok-ah…” I called to him softly. When he didn’t respond I turned to him. His eyes were glued to the floor. I placed my hands on his shoulders and his eyes traveled to mine.

“Taehyung-ah.. I- I’m so sorry.”

“Hobi… What are you-” He crashed into my chest wrapping his arms around me. “Baby what are you sorry for..?”

“I’m not strong enough.. I can’t protect you… Or help you protect. I’m also not going to sit around and let myself be protected. I want to be strong enough to fight by your side and protect this village and…”

His hand reached up to cup my cheek. “And the people I love.”

He stared so deeply into my eyes I felt as if he was trying to peer into my non-existent soul.

“Hoseokie-”

“Kiss me… Please.”

I leaned down and pressed my lips against his.

“Hoseok-ah..” I caressed his cheek softly. “ I love you.”

“Fucking hell..” I said as I sat up in my bed. I keep dreaming of the day I confessed to him. He’s mad at me… But he had asked me to kiss him then too.. I don’t understand him. He’s so confusing.

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Jimin (3rd)

Jimin had been in the Magic’s world for three weeks (Three days time in his world).

Jin and Namjoon must be worried- Jin must be stressed out and struggling to teach his classes. I have to get back soon.

His hand instinctively grasped onto the pendant that Jin had gotten him as a graduation gift- a late graduation gift but a graduation gift nonetheless. He absentmindedly rubbed his thumb and forefinger against the jewelry.

He could feel a pair of eyes burning a hole in the back of his head.

He turned around.

“C-Can I help you?” He stuttered out, seeing the unfamiliar yet familiar men standing there.

“You don’t belong here.” One of them said. “The King doesn’t like things out of place and doesn’t like foreign things in his land either.”

Oh no… My Dream- nightmare thing. I’m being thrown out of the city.

He looked out the window and saw an exact replica of his dream.

Maybe I’m just dreaming again.

He felt two hands grab his upper arms and pull him out of the Shoppe. He struggled to get away from them. But he wasn’t successful in doing so. One of the men opened the gate and the other tossed him out.

“Be food for the vermin out there.” He said as he closed and locked the gate.

Jimin began to walk away.

“The portal should be in… That forest.” He told himself aloud, walking East.

Half an hour later Jimin is smack dab in the middle of an unfamiliar forest full of poisonous and nonpoisonous things not knowing the difference was hard. Maybe I should’ve listened to Hoseok- Hyung when he was explaining the things that existed in his world.

He chose to ignore the thoughts that pushed their way into his head.

“I can’t go in circles and I can’t afford to get lost. I need to keep moving- even if I have no idea where I’m going.” He said. Bringing himself to his feet he continued to walk North.

“Time to find that stupid portal.”

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Y(third)

“Jimin?” He called as he walked through the Shoppe doors. “Jimin?!” He called louder walking further into the building and up the stairs repeating the name. He became frantic.

“Jimin!” He bursted through his bedroom door, hoping to find the younger boy sleeping on his bed, face buried into the pillow and blanket pulled over his small form.

But, alas, he did not.

He marched down the stairs into the spellroom/library - aka the basement- to find Hoseok. He, however, found more than he bargained for.

“Kim. Tae. Hyung..” He called through gritted teeth.

“One: stop shoving your tongue down my brother’s throat.” He took a deep breath to prevent himself from yelling at the vampire. “Where the hell is my Jimin?”

Taehyung looked at him, dumbfounded. “ He should be upstairs.”

“But he’s not! He’s not in the lobby and he’s not in any of the bedrooms or the bathrooms. So I’m asking you once again, where the hell is he?!”

“And I’m telling you since you obviously can’t read between the lines. I don’t know where your boyfriend is!”

“Useless son of a bitch.” He muttered.

Hoseok, who had been quiet this entire time, spoke up. “Listen Yoongs, just because you’re pissed about something doesn’t mean you take it out on the people around you.”

“Isn’t that what you guys have been doing?” He shot back. “Don’t think I don’t hear you guys yelling at each other then fucking til ass crack o’clock! You guys take your anger out on each other through sex rather than talking to each other about it! Stop preaching unless you’re perfect in every aspect. Which you’re not. So take your advice and shove it down your throat.” He stormed up the stairs and out of the Shoppe and directly to the castle.

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“We have rules, Min Yoongi.” One of the guards said. “You reek of Jimin. He struggled against you, trying to free himself. Where is he?!”

Yoongi brought his arm back to punch the man in the face but someone grasped onto his arm.

“Hoseok, let me go! I need to find Jimin! He could be anywhere!” He ripped his arm from the younger’s grip.

Hoseok stood there, silently. Jungkook behind him along with Taehyung.

“You know where he is, don’t you.”

“N-not exactly.” Hoseok stuttered. Taehyung mentally facepalmed.

“Tell me where you last saw him.” He demanded.

“B-being t-” Taehyung covered the youngest’s mouth with his hand, whispering something in his ears causing his eyes to widen in size.

Yoongi ignored them, turning to the guard; gripping his collar he yelled at him.

“Tell me what you did with him!”

The guard pushed him away, rather harshly, then fixed his shirt.

“Simple.” The man said darkly. “We got rid of him. If he got eaten out there it’s his fault.”

“What?”

“He doesn't belong here, Min. We were just fulfilling our duties.”

“Fuck you. Fuck this kingdom. Fuck this town!” He stormed away, running towards the gate and pushing it open, running in the direction of Jimin’s scent.

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]J(3rd)

He wondered about the forest for a few minutes, looking for a ‘round, floaty thingy’ as he called it.

He spotted an electrifying blue light coming from a large hole in one of the trees. He cautiously approached it, slowly and carefully he made his way to the light.

A portal! I did it! I really did it..

He walked into the light and appeared in a moonlit city.

“Home…” He mumbled. He walked out of the alleyway and stopped.

“Hey beautiful, want to have a good time?”

“Sorry. I’m straight.” Biggest lie.

He continued to walk into the diner. He stood at the bar. “Excuse me, Miss.. M-may I use a phone?”

“Of course dear! Here.” She passed him a phone (see media).

He dialed Jin’s number from memory. After a few rings, the other line sounded.

“H-hello?” His voice sounded hoarse- like he had just woken up.

Jimin heard a soft “Babe,who is it?” From the line.

“Ji-Jin Hyung..” He felt a few tears slip down his cheeks- Jin did. “Jimin, bub where are you? I’ll come pick you up right now.” His voice sounded frantic and laced with worry and lack of sleep.

***

Jin pulled up to the diner; his lover in the passenger seat next to him.

"Deep breaths love, deep breaths." He reminded. Jin nodded softly, his fluffy hair moving along.

They got out of the car, Namjoon wrapping his arm around Jin's waist for comfort and support. "He's okay, Jinnie. Okay? He's okay. He's not hurt. He's here, and he's back." Namjoon lent down slightly and kissed the older's head.

The younger opened the door for his lover and walking in after him. They walked further into the small building. Running his hands along the pastel tables til he reached where the youngest was seated.

"Jiminie.."

He looked up from his drink - which was given to him by the waitress of course; free of charge, of course.

"Jin-Hyung.." Tears weld up in his eyes upon the sight of his two best friends. He rose from the table and was instantly pulled into a hug.

"I missed you so much.." Jin whispered. And it was true, he was worried sick and stayed up late waiting for him to get back.

"I missed you too,Jinnie. I missed both of you so much..." He pulled from the older boy.

"I hate to ruin the moment but uh.. where's Yoongi..?" Namjoon asked.

"He.. He doesn't know where I am.." He looked down, finding the floor more interesting than the conversation at the moment.

"Jiminie.."

"I.. He was out. Shopping or hunting or something... And two men came in and took me and threw me out of the city.." He said lowly.

"Why the hell did they do that?" All three of the boys head's snapped up at the new voice.

"Y-Yoongi-"

"Jimin," He took the younger's hand in his and pulled him into his chest.

"You have no idea how stressed I've been. I've been trying to find you for hours." He whispered. "Why did they make you leave? Because you 'don't belong'?" He questioned softly; his breath was like ice against Jimin's neck.

"Y-Yoongi-ah don't think too much of it... Let's just be glad I'm home, in my time, and I'm safe."

Yoongi pulled from the younger boy; shaking his head, he sighed. "No.. Jiminie he'll keep looking for you, wanting to find you. Your mother couldn't-" he cut himself off.

Jimin looked at him, a confused expression on his face. "What couldn't my mother do?! Does it have to do with why she's gone?!"

Jimin was angered and upset by the mention of his mother.

"Jimin, baby-"

"Don't call me that." He spat.

"Jimin.. Listen-"

"Jinnie- Hyung.." He turned around, clasping his hands behind his back. "Take me home, please." His eyes were wet and glossy and Jin hated seeing him like this. So he walked to the younger boy, cupping his cheeks in his hand squishing his face gently.

"Of course.." He place his arm around the shorter's waist, walking him out of the diner and to the car.

"What could his mother do..?" Namjoon asked, wary of the answer.

"There's... an evil in our midst..." He explained. "I had met Jimin's mom. She was a beautiful woman, fell in love with the then King's right hand man, but, she got stabbed by a poisonous blade, a *blade of hell * to be exact. Tipped with poison, lethal poison. People tend to die within three days. 'Weak people' die within hours. Jimin lived up to almost a whole week. Four days longer than his mom... We had to sit there and watch her die, unable to do anything. I didn't know he was her son until Jimin confided in me a few nights ago. He had a nightmare and he cried in his sleep and clung to me. I was scared for him. I didn't know how bad this affected him, he told me everything he knew about us, he knew more than he was letting on and.. I don't know.. I just.." Yoongi took a deep breath. "I just felt so shitty." Namjoon hummed. "By the way.. the Rose imprint on Jin.. it's still present. Should I be worried?"

"I'll send a message to Taehyung to bring him and Hoseok here and they'll look at it."

"Why? Could it be something bad?" Yoongi shook his head.

"So I'll have more knowledge when I return, is there any bruising or reddened spots? Is it becoming discoloured?"

"I- he.." Namjoon stammered over his words. "He won't let me look at his arm.. every time I try he gets upset and locks himself in our room and won't let me in."

"I see. I'll tell Taehyung what I know and tell him to get here asap." Namjoon nodded.

"Someone is impatient tonight, you should go. I don't want to be the reason they're mad at you."

"See you later," Yoongi nodded, gripping the younger by his arm whispered softly: "Don't tell Jimin.. I don't think he'll be ready to see me. He's mad at me and he has every right to be. I should've just kept my mouth shut.." He let go.

Namjoon could see the pain and regret in the older's eyes. "It's alright Yoongi. We'll make sure you get passed without Jimin knowing."

"Thank you. Uhm.. try not to get sent to the couch. Jin seems pretty pissed."

"At you. Maybe a bit at me."

"See you then." Yoongi nodded. "See you then."

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omg my chapters are so long 

i wish i didn't have a word limit T^T

i keep having to split these up :c