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Chapter 11: Naturally Needy

Jungkook

Ever since I've been away from Jimin, there has been a gaping hole in my chest, my heart weak. It's like the bluenet took a chunk of me with him and seeing as how he left with wings sprouting from his back, what I'm saying isn't mere hyperbole—it's fact.

Taehyung and Hoseok have been treating me differently since I've been back too. Things had already been a bit off before I ran away with Jimin, but now, the difference is much too noticeable for me to continue to ignore.

The pair watches me when they think I'm not looking. They snap their eyes away when I look at them and it's getting real old, real quick. Whenever they speak to me, it's like every question is a loaded question, and each statement has something hidden behind it. Conversations are now intricate booby traps and I am carefully maneuvering my way through them, trying not to run into a tripwire.

Jimin shouldn't have left me here alone. He has to know I'm his soulmate, right? Or maybe I'm not. I'm a human and he's met me before. When we talked about soulmates, Jimin made it very clear that it isn't a kiss that triggers it. Both parties have to be of age and they can't be disguised. I'm eighteen and I have been eighteen. He's kissed me on the forehead multiple times. We've held hands, slept in the same bed, cuddled. So why now? Did we pass his soulmate on the way to drop me off? I sure hope not. I want to be the one. I want to be Jimin's.

My fingers comb through my hair as I study my reflection. The color isn't the same dirty blond it was while I was in the castle. Instead, it is pure blond. Taehyung and Hoseok definitely want to know how it happened and I always have to change the subject because I don't know. It makes me wonder if I'm already too far gone for saving. If that's the case, then I should see Jimin one last time. His coronation starts late tonight. I should go.

I deserve to see Jimin one last time before I die.

So that's what I set out to do.

I wait until Taehyung and Hoseok are asleep and slip out of the house, running toward the direction of the castle. Once I get close enough, I hold my left hand to my heart and wish to be small, instantly shifting to fairy-size. Thankfully, my platinum blond hair is close enough to white to blend in with other fairies, so I should be sufficiently disguised.

Wrong.

Arms wrap around me and pull me into a hard chest. My pulse quickens and I open my mouth to scream, only for a hand to firmly clamp over it.

Struggling, I try to escape.

"Shh, human, calm down. It's me, Namjoon, Jimin's guard."

I relax slowly, but I can't stop the tears running down my face.

The man turns me around to face him and frowns gently. "What's wrong, Jungkook?"

"P-Please don't push me away. It's just one night. Let me see Minnie. My hair won't stop changing even with me living as a human. If I die, so be it. I want to die with Jimin being the last one I see."

The bluenet nods. "I understand. Since I can't change your mind, I'll help you." Dimples appear on his cheeks and he pulls me into the castle through the secret passageway Jimin and I used. We wind through the levels until we reach what appears to be the guard's room, a fancy suit set out on the bed.

My eyebrows furrow. "Are you letting me wear your outfit? You don't have to. I can wear something el—"

"This is your outfit, Jungkook. I had a suspicion that you would show up to see His Highness, so I prepared this for you." He hands me the clothes. "Go to him."

Author's Note: Aaaaaaaaa. What is going to happen? Will Jungkook really die? When?!

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