"Are you awake?" Peeking into Seokjin's room, you asked as you wriggled your eyebrows at the half-sleepy big shoulders of Jin slumped on the chair.
He rubbed his eyes at your arrival as he turned to look at you, tilting his head, "I am but what do I have to do this early morning?" He pouted for a reason against the fact that he was forced to get up.
"It is 10," You answered as you formed your lips into a thin line, expressing an invisible fact.
"It is 6 to me," Jin said and turned his back at you, "Whatever," You said and pushed open the door and walked up to him, "Have you written the lyrics?"
He shook his head, "I can't even right now because I...feel.....sleepy." And he drooled off to sleep with a content smile but we know if the angel is there for our smile, the devil would not feel shameful to look at that as well. You were a human devil here.
"Jin!" You shouted and his eyes flew open at once, "We have to go, now get ready." With that said, you went out of the room now with a devilish smile that he would not get back to his precious sleep anytime soon after your shout, that he was eventually forced for a pout, to plaster for the rest of the day on his face.
The morning 10 slowly turned over to afternoon sun, peeking from overhead at its followers, as you all went for the magic shop to visit and check the condition of the ladder that you had to use to get back to your present. The streets were calm, busy with their own works and worlds that they were to thrive in by themselves, fighting for their own, under the masks.
"The magic shop still looks the same, I don't think there will be any change of the ladder or other stuffs," Yoongi spoke as he crossed his arms and you gave him a 'bleh' look with your eyes before Namjoon spoke up, "Well, might get some ideas for our music or at least lend the genius scientists a hand to fix it."
Yoongi rolled his eyes, "Whatever." He said and you all went inside the wrecked shop, broken in glasses to cracked in walls, disheveled in tidiness and dull in vision, it would be personified as a far relative of the magic shop, a relative who had never contacted except for extreme and of paramount importance, rare occasions.
You found the ladder at the same place it was left before, in the same broken condition with a step cracked but you did notice a slight change in the same and before you could point it out, someone else made it easier for you, "The 7th step is better from earlier." Jungkook said and grinned at you as you smiled, earning a tsk from Yoongi as he spoke, "How is it possible now? It is clear that the scientists do not even care to sneak a look here and are they going to repair their ladder?"
"Maybe it is not them who repaired this," You said as you turned to him and he raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"
"Maybe it is not then who had repaired this but someone or something else." You said as he narrowed his eyes into a pensive thought, as he fixated them on the floor.
Suddenly the door busted open and a molotov cocktail was thrown inside, burning the scattered paperwork immediately and catching fire on some flammable things.
"What the!" Hoseok shrieked as everyone stood in a defensive pose. Your eyes horrified at the sight as you gulped and checked in case anyone was near the area that was now slowly turning into ashes, but to your concern everyone was safe.
"Wh-what was it?" Jungkook stuttered as his eyes softened to the glazing orange light in front of him, slowly spreading to more area and throwing its own authority over, he looked at Namjoon as if he was his shield.
"I don't have any idea, but a riot might have broken out," Namjoon said and Jimin cut him off immediately, "As in now? At this time? The pandemic?" Jimin asked as his eyebrows knitted, eyes searching for reasons for a break out outside for no one was able to cross the fire before, before coming across the eye fires outside.
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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...