Ethereal Shadows (Bts x reader) <On Hiatus>

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Note: 용수(YongSu)

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Jin's POV
It's been a day since I've last spoken to Namjoon. I bet with his sky-high intelligence quotient (IQ), he has already figured everything out.

Am I angry and him though?
Initially? Maybe just a little.
I knew it wasn't his fault but at the start, I just couldn't help but blame him, you know?
Maybe it's because after all these years, after hearing my aunt calling me the reasons for their deaths, I just wanted to believe in something else. I wanted to deceive myself into thinking that maybe, after all, it wasn't my fault.

I was just so eager, a little too eager to push the blame to someone else.
I wanted to pass the huge boulder that was weighing and, crushing me down to someone else. And just nicely, Namjoon came into the picture.

But right now, after so many days of my mind being at a constant war between my logic and feelings, I knew now. And I've come to accept it.
It wasn't Namjoon's fault.
It wasn't anyone's fault.
It wasn't mine and especially neither was it Namjoon's.
It was an accident, and it wouldn't be fair to Namjoon if I were to resent him for something that he couldn't control nor did he know.

To throw away the many years I've spent with Namjoon, and the whole gang for something that I can't change right at this moment isn't worth it. And I see it now. I wouldn't discard all those joyous memories, and the firm relationship that I've made with Namjoon, and the others for something that I can't alter.
To hold a grudge against Namjoon would mean me affecting all the other members of the gang as well, and I don't want that to happen either.
I guess it's time for me to finally let go. I'm sure my parents are happy wherever they may be right now.

A gentle smile graced my lips.
I've reached my own epiphany.

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"Namjoon? What are you doing?", I questioned in shock as my hands reached out towards him.

In front of me stood Namjoon, well he wasn't exactly standing. Namjoon kneeled on his knees as he held my hands tightly.

"I'm sorry Jin hyung! I'm so so sorry! I-if it weren't for my parents, yours would-wouldn't have died..."

Fresh tears were falling from the corners of Namjoon's eyes as he looked so genuinely apologetic towards me.

I gave him a soft smile and slowly pulled him back up to a standing position.

"H-hyung?"

I shook my head opening my mouth to speak, "It wasn't your fault Namjoon. It was an accident after all. No one's to be blamed. Don't worry yourself about it. Okay?"

"Is it really alright?"

I nodded my head and grinned.

It was then Jungkook too came into view, his face too holding a gentle smile.

"J-jungkook" Namjoon stuttered out as he turned to face the newcomer.

"Hyung"

Namjoon opened his mouth about to say something when Jungkook cut him off.

"It's okay Namjoon hyung. I forgive you. And no I'm not angry at you. It wasn't your fault, to begin with."

Namjoon's eyes widened for the second time in the last few minutes as he slowly processed Jungkook's words.

Both of them smiled, and embraced each other for a second before turning to look at me as well.

"Brothers?"

"Brothers" together, all three of our fists connected into a three-way fist bump.

We all knew that from this point onwards, everything between us will be fine. Just fine.

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Chanyeol's POV
"How disappointing...", I uttered to myself as I frowned.

"Who knew they are still able to reconcile after that... Guess I'll have to move to plan C now", I smirked to myself as I looked at the cream-colored envelope in front of me that was sitting oh so elegantly on my tabletop. On it, only one name was written on it,

L/N Hoseok.

"I'm sure this will do just nicely. Angel would be so proud..."

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"NO! I do not approve of you sending that letter!", Angel shouted.

"Aw, why not older sister dear?" I fake pouted.

"You know exactly why Chanyeol" Angel snarled, almost sounding like a growl.

"Oh right... He is your beloved's only child left. The only one who carries his blood in his veins. Sadly, he ain't your child, hahaha"

"Shut up! I'm not allowing you to send that out and that's final."

"You sure? Think about all the benefits", I tempted.

"What benefits?" Angel's eyes narrowed as she questioned me curiously.

"You wanted to kill 용수, no?"

"I won't deny that but how does sending that help achieve my goal in any way?", Angel asked as she looked at me skeptically.

"Don't you trust me, older sister?", I fluttered my eyes, purposefully increasing the pitch of my voice as I spoke that.

"Obviously not. Isn't that clear already?" Angel rolled her eyes.

"Whatever. I don't care. Just this time, trust me."

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Author's note:
Hello guys :)
Sorry for the miss of an update last week, and I have no excuse for that.ಠ∀ಠ
On a less smiley side, I jammed my finger due to a lovely volleyball(･o･;). These kinds of injuries are pretty common but did it seriously have to injure my dominant hand's ring finger?
I don't know about you but that finger is almost the most important finger on my hand for my writing(you know that one finger that has an awkward bump on it cause you always rest your pen on it?) And because of so, I can't write properly. Yay.

Anyways, I've seen all your lovely comments last week, and don't worry guys, I'm doing good. I'm extremely touched that you guys are so understanding like (T-T)
Thank you so much ahhhh🥺💕

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