back from death • kth

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒳𝐼

Yoongi's POV

Namjoon was seated across the table with his head buried in his hand. He was teared up and shaking his head. 

"I-I betrayed her," he starts, "I couldn't do anything. He had me trapped. I couldn't even think for myself. I-"

"It's okay," I start, "I understand."

"Why did you let him take her?" Namjoon asks, "WHY!"

"I had no choice," I explain, "If I didn't let him, he would have taken her by mean forces. He could have killed me. Not that I hesitate to die for her. But this was practically better. If I let her go, then he would let you go and you definitely will be of help since you know it better. I am not planning on being dumb, try to fight that mummy and die. I want to get her out of this."

"What if he harms her?" Namjoon asks in tears.

"He won't," I look at him, "he promised me he wouldn't hurt her or do anything to her without her permission."

"He's an all-powerful god," Namjoon looks at me, "he can practically do anything and a promise can't stop it."

"He better not break it," I change the topic, "What do we do now?"

"Seokjin," Namjoon looks up, "Seokjin can help but we need him to believe it. And I don't know how to do that."

"How about we take him to Egypt and break that pyramid apart and show that the mummy is missing?" I suggest.

"Not possible," Namjoon states, "The pyramid is the property that comes under the Egyptian state and we can't do anything other than visiting the perimeters without permission which they obviously will never grant."

"Is there a way we can find that mummy? And then show him to Seokjin?" I suggest.

"But how do we find him?" He asks.

"I don't know-" we heard the doorbell before I finished.

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Taehyung's POV

Seeing my dear's innocently surprised face was fascinating to me. If she was surprised by just this, then imagine how surprised she would be when my powers are at full power.

"Eat, my dear," I say lovingly hoping she'd listen, "I'll give you anything if you eat something."

"Will you?" She asks with her head low. Bingo.

"Yes, my dear," I smile, "I'll give you anything except letting you leave."

"I," she starts, "I want to meet my brother."

"No," I say. She doesn't need her brother. She has me. What if he tries to keep her? I can't risk it.

"Y-you," she starts crying, "you said you'd give everything. I just want to meet my brother please."

"Dear," I say.

"Don't call me dear if you can't let me meet my brother," she finished monotonously.

I sigh, "Okay, only if you eat."

"I'll eat only half," she declares.

"No," I stand up, "that we can't allow. You have to eat it completely."

"I'm not hungry," she stands.

"You don't want to meet your brother?" I ask going towards her.

"You said if I eat something. You're lucky I decided to eat at least half of it," she smirks.