Somehow, that you had not thought of after being prisoned within the bars for at least an hour or so, you and Jungkook were managed to get out of the trance, you threw yourself into. It wasn't a peaceful way to resort things but a meager full of water and sharks. And hence, the traumatized state you were in right now, at the dorm.
"We almost had to spend our whole life there," Jungkook whined to his hyungs as his eyes softened and glistened and a small pout rested on his lips, "If it wasn't Yoongi hyung."
The name as mentioned by him, immediately pulled you out of your trance and it even resonated a number of times.
"If it wasn't Yoongi."
"I know them well, please." Yoongi said as he looked at you two, clutching the bars by each of your hand. His hands were shoved inside his pockets, a mask hiding his identity but the police officers recognized him for good. And fortunately, they liked his compositions as well.
"We could leave them but for what they did—" An officer tried to reason out for jailing you two but Yoongi cut him off.
"I know them since a long time. I know, they won't do anything like that. There has to be some misunderstanding on your part." He exclaimed and a little part of you bloomed with surprise that it was him who was saying that, that you were awestruck.
"Alright, if you say so." The officer said and took a glance at you. He sighed and walked to you with his extra ordinary straightened back, as he took out the keys from his pocket, opening the lock and pushing the door to your side.
"Come out." He spoke and before you could take a breath and place a step, Jungkook sprinted out.
"Hyung!" He exclaimed as he ran to his said hyung and hugged him tightly, his bulky body embracing his brother whole.
"It's alright. You are out now." Yoongi said as you slowly stepped out of the prison, hearing a click lock by the officer, locking it back.
"So, we are leaving now," Yoongi glanced at the officer behind you and gave a single nod as his eyes then met with yours, "Let's go." He spoke and you immediately went after him as the three of you walked out but Yoongi abruptly stood before crossing the main door.
"Another thing officer," His deep voice spoke as he slowly turned and looked at the officer and you tilted your head at him.
"I am sure Jungkook wouldn't have done that but,"
"But?" The officer asked and Yoongi's eyes met with yours once again as you gave him a questioning glance.
"I am not sure about this woman."
"You—"
And so, the story would still be told if it had an ending.
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"Scratch the corners with your nail. Yeah, like that." Yoongi spoke as his eyes directed at the food stains at the corner of the utensil you were holding right now, that was evident you had agreed to wash the dishes after dinner.
"Hmph." You rolled off your eyes from him and scratched the stained area with your nail, brown in colour but still adamant enough to not be removed from a mere scratch.
You heard a small chuckle from him as you scoffed and passed him a glare which immediately shut him up.
"About that young officer who arrested you," He broke the silence once again, as he spoke, your ears perking up to heard of the unknown young officer who had escorted the so-called old lady earlier, "I know him. The name is Childe." (:))
"So?" You asked, as not being able to comprehend the situation of just knowing an unknown name of an unknown person.
"Nothing, just that he may be after you once again after a while. He is not the one to let things go nor is he going to spare the strange case anytime sooner for he might seemed to be a little careless and leave out obvious clues but perhaps, he must have noticed something about your statements as well. So, he may dig deeper into it." He spoke and caught you off guard for you had already thought of the curses you wanted to shower the officer with but now that the shower was broken with better reasoning, you decided to let it go and wait.
But a wondering mist floated in your mind as an obvious thought crossed your mind bridge that you decided to cross yourself and ask him, "How do you know so much about him?" And you looked at him, his eyes were fixed on the spoons he was holding to keep them in their abode they belonged to, that he slowly closed and smiled, "I just happened to know a lot," He spoke and looked at you, his small smile vanishing away as if it never existed in the first place, "Haven't you noticed that already?"
Your eyes slightly bulged as his sentence was like a catching-you-off-guard sentence for sure, and was sure to put you behind bars once again. You rolled off your eyes, "I didn't notice because there was nothing to notice." You smirked as you said and gave him a last glance and walked away from there. Though your stomach was filled with the generous meal, your mind was satisfied by the savage's consequence his face had to show you in return.
As you passed by the small wide wooden table, amidst the main room, sat Namjoon and Jimin working over a piece of paper as Namjoon was scribbling something on it but on noticing a shadow near theirs, they both looked up simultaneously.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you—"
"No, wait!" You stood stiff as Jimin called.
"We were just discussing the lyrics Namjoon hyung wrote yesterday." Jimin said and smiled, his eyes following the same gentle gesture as his lips.
"Oh." You spoke as you glanced at the paper beneath their hands as you tried to figure out the messy handwriting.
"How is it going?" You asked.
"Well, pretty well I hope." Namjoon nodded as he said and smiled.
"I believe in you." You said and grinned that made the two chuckle and you looked down, finding a paper similar to that under Namjoon's hand.
"There's a paper here too." You decided to get it and so your crouched down.
"Hey, Y/n! I found a new pillow for you!"
"Guys—" And you heard a projectile's path as it landed on someone's face.
"Hey!"
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7 Steps to a Broken Ladder
FanfictionThe world had already advanced to 2070, quite afar by now, with the clear images of the future we had always been dreaming off. But what if the parallel world instead of being similar, is the entire opposite of us, and what if they are in sheer trou...