A Gorgeous White || bts_taegi_fanfic ||

❄️|| Chapter 6 || Whispers And The Bathing Beauty ❄️

What takes away boredom?! Aghhhh it's really boring rn! I'm super bored asf! 🤧🤧

Here's another chapter, enjoy!🤧

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|| Chapter 6 || Whispers And The Bathing Beauty

A Maeruthan's power originates from their soul's energy...

Calm your thoughts...

Visualize the flow of your body's life energy into your meridians...

Feel the frigid cold in from the dance of your fingers...

Meld yourself with the ice and recognize its power...

You are more powerful than you think you are...

Yoongi...

Long beautiful eyelashes fluttered, revealing the Silver pupils beneath. The snowy-haired young man opened his eyes lazily. He felt a slight movement from his back. Reluctantly, he sat up slowly and yawned sleepily. His foxy friend jumping into his lap, nuzzling itself in his arms. The blue glow of the ice fell on the youth's dozy frame like an ethereal painting.

Yoongi stroked Mochi's fur out of habit. After a while, he began to recall the small voice in his sleep. He had been hearing this voice ever since the first night he slept. It sounded like the voice of a young child. Before, he was intensely creeped out by the thought of a ghost haunting him. But at present, he had gotten used to it. The voice taught him and guided him with mastering his abilities. He was a bit clumsy at first, almost freezing everything around him but after training for numerous hours each day his skills began to enhance and his control progressive.

The voice only speaks to him as he sleeps in the night so the rest of his training was all up to him to figure out. Yoongi could not ask it nor speak with it.

The playful fox made a yippy bark catching Yoongi's attention. It seems like his master likes to doze off all the time, he wanted to cuddle more but nature was calling. It hopped off his master's lap and began to scurry into the tunnel waiting for his master. It wanted to do Its business outside like a trained little pet.

Yoongi stood up and did brief stretches to start the day again. He started his new routine of cooking, hunting, and scolding Mochi for always running off to nowhere.

Noon came a few minutes after his training. Deep in the woods, three sharp large bolts of crystal ice impaled a thick dark tree a couple of meters away from a white-haired youth. Yoongi observed the stake-like ice and realized that it was much larger than the others he tried before. Keeping in mind the lesson the voice in his sleep said, his offensive attacks became more and more violent. A proud smile appeared on his beautiful face as he felt pleased with his advancement. He lifted a pale hand and the stakes in the tree disintegrated into fine snowflakes.

A bubbling joy seeped into his heart as he retracted his hand gleefully. I feel like a mysterious master of ice!! He hadn't felt this much satisfaction for himself in a long time. A playful snowy breeze danced around him as if mimicking the young man's mood.

He did a few stretches after the energy-draining activity. He was careful not to exhaust too much of his mana. If that were to happen, his continuous consumption of energy would drain his life away and that was something he needed to avoid if he didn't wish to die again.

A few minutes later, he felt strangely uncomfortable with his clothes. He was always wearing this garment because it was the only thing he has. He had no knowledge of making clothes except for cloaks and blankets. The fur he gathered as material was from wild white bears in the woods. He took a sniff from his sleeves and gagged. Yoongi scrunched up his face in disgust and straightforwardly decided he needed to take a long bath. Coldwater or not.