Beauty in white. | Ksj•Kth

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Lightning and thunders roars could almost scram the soul out, flickering candles would do no good in this wuthering weather. It turned everything into classic horror books Jimin has read.

There a man with tired thunder in his eyes came home. The thunder in his orbs were rather downpour of anguish and fear.

He stood in front of Jimin with his eyes made of pantomime, shining in an agitate. "Where's Seokjin?" his voice very anxious.

"What's the matter, hyung?"

"For Christ's sake answer me, where's he?" Taehyung restlessly said.

"H-he's in his room."

Taehyung didn't seem to believe it and shook his head swiftly. Jimin clutched his coat and looked into his eyes. "Hyung what no? He is in his room. I saw it with my own eyes. Where else could he go from those four walls?" Taehyung ignored him and ran past, shoving him aside.

"My fate has turned into horrid, jimin. I can't believe unless I see. How long before you saw him in room?" He panted as he ascended the stairs, Jimin following him behind with confusion written on face for why his brother came home with such a disturbed state.

Taehyung wrestled with the pocket of his cloak and found a key, opening the door, taking a smooth breath after seeing small figure curled in the corner of bed, nestled in his blanket, candles melted down the wood of tables, giving a very poor source of light but Taehyung could see him deeply breathing into his sleep.

He sighed loudly as he locked the door behind, running fingers through his locks and leaned on railings of stairwell, his head hung low. "He was really there right? I have been taking too much of alcohol, eyes seems to be something I would soon lose trust on too. Tell me he was really there."

Jimin apologetically stared. "Yes hyung-he was there-sleeping innocently. I just gave him food fifteen minutes before. He ate of bird's proportion but better than denying. Hyung why did you came home with such a ruffled state? Did something happened?"

Taehyung looked at him and closed his eyes shut, walking slowly downstairs, Jimin saw his brother turning into something very different of Taehyung and bit his lip. "I shouldn't sigh in relief yet!" Taehyung spoke. "Not after that Soobin is on loose." Jimin's eyes lit up, he ran down to catch his brother's hand, looking at him.

"Y-you saw him?" He gulped.

"No, he must count his lucky stars that I couldn't. Bit, somebody saw him around our acres, probably near meadow." he gnawed his jaw "He was very close to our house Jimin-ah! Close to Seokjin! What if he's here to take my wife away?" he pulled his hairs. "I must kill him!" he sharply whispered.

Jimin gasped "Hyung, your eyes are displaying lunacy, don't try to have control on something that is yet to happen. He won't be able to take Seokjin away and before that Seokjin wouldn't dare leave you but if he does then we won't let him!"

"And what if Seokjin desires that? To elope with him?"

Jimin sighed in disbelief "Hyung-don't let your mind run into terrible places. Our Seokjin wouldn't do that. Let your mind and heart take a rest. You must go and sleep." Jimin tried to pick his brother up from the couch.

"We couldn't see better and Seokjin harshed my love, maybe we are still blind, behind the curtains and could let him slip through my fingers." He hissed, resting his head on cushion.

"You go to sleep, Jimin. Let me stay awake. Bring me whole kettle of tea, no no better bring me whiskey. I won't sleep-I need to look after Seokjin and make sure nobody steps into his air. I won't let him go away." He spoke into the softness of cushion, his voice muffled. "Not until he speaks of reason, then I'll let him fly away wherever he finds air merry." he sighed shudderingly.