Hahm Yunhee is home. A place of safety. A place of comfort. And yet, a large segment of her heart is missing, left behind in an unreachable world.
Park Jimin is trapped in a parallel universe, fighting for survival while striving to find a way back...
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'You happened.'
Yunhee's timorous accusation resounded throughout the hushed room, and Jimin awkwardly scratched the bridge of his nose when Tae's demeanour shifted from outrage to insulted disbelief.
From the moment her ex had stormed into the apartment, Yunhee had struggled to uphold herself beneath his overbearing personality and incensed jealousy. Jimin was proud of her for plucking up the courage to face him and drop the ultimate bomb, but without context, her words meant nothing.
The fury he'd felt when faced with Tae's biting remarks had subsided when Yunhee took centre stage and explained the reason for their disappearance. The parallel universe was no longer a secret, but her friends were still baffled by her tale, and the nitty-gritty had yet to come.
The evidence they required was in the backpack, but the stone could not be revealed until they'd heard the rest.
It was time to put his animosity aside and take the reins.
Jimin cleared his throat to make himself known, shattering the intense eye contact between Yunhee and Tae as he moved to where she sat.
'I'll take it from here.' Jimin cracked the bones in his neck, ignoring Tae's scoff of resentment as he rested his hand at the top of Yunhee's spine to let him know he was right beside her. 'I'm gonna cut to the chase and tell you the long and short of it. You interrupt me at any point, and this is over.'
'I wouldn't fuck with him. either,' Namjoon snickered as his eyes swept between the awaiting trio. 'He kicks down doors in Italian shoes.'
'He does?' Jungkook blinked excitedly.
'Alright, then, hot shot,' Tae said smugly, retaking his position by the dining table with folded arms, 'enlighten us.'
This wanker, Jimin thought as he absentmindedly splayed his fingers across Yunhee's soft skin.
'When Yunhee arrived at the House of Cards to search for her phone, she ran into the owner, but it wasn't me. This man was something else entirely. Not only a cunning son-of-a-bitch, but possessive, greedy, dangerous and quite possibly one of the smarmiest bastards I've ever had the displeasure of meeting.'
Ensuring that he had Tae's full attention, Jimin delivered his next line as if he were speaking directly to the wily fucker from the other cosmos.
'His name?' he grinned. 'Kim Taehyung.'
'Huh?' Jungkook sulked as Tae's face distorted in confusion. 'What were you doing at the House of Cards, Tae? You told us that you fought Jimin's men at the warehouse before fleeing so they wouldn't tear you to smithereens!'
'I did!' Tae thundered defensively while overturning his palms questioningly. 'I never went anywhere near the club that night!'
'It's true,' Jin piped up, 'Joon and I didn't see him after he fled, but we did see a huge orb explode from the ground and swallow Jimin and Yunhee whole. And I think you did, too, Tae.'
