A Gorgeous White || bts_taegi_fanfic ||

❄️|| chapter 38: Have A Great Afternoon ||❄️

Chapter 38: Have A Great Afternoon

"Young master, is there something bothering you?"

Yoongi flinched, his fountain pen paused above the paper he was writing. Before him were countless papers. He had carefully listed the clues detailed in English words to analyze them. With his untrustworthy brain, he knew no one in this world could read this.

Jimin had just finished arranging the books on the shelf. He carried five thick books towards his master's wooden desk.

Yoongi had holed himself inside the private library for hours during the last three days. Jimin had caught the weariness in his form while he wrote endlessly on numerous papers in a language Jimin was very unfamiliar with. Days ago when he first laid his eyes unto the serious form of his master, head lowered eyes anxious and hand rapidly writing on papers, at one of the study desks of the private library, he was astonished. He already knew his young master could read a lot but it was his first time he saw Yoongi so engrossed in writing.

His face was so serious as if he was so impatient to finish what he was going to write.

Yoongi blinked at him once he lifted his head, "Ah, It's nothing."

He frowned his lips pursed. " Master, please. If there is anything I can help you with please do not hesitate to ask me." he moved to stand beside his seat, waiting for his response.

Yoongi only stared at him, out of the blue a thought had emerged from his mind.

That's right. Why was he suffering to keep this secret alone? It wouldn't hurt to confide his secret to someone. Perhaps, he could even obtain a bit of help. But he wasn't sure of who to trust. Yoongi knew Jimin is a kind-hearted boy through all the months they've been together. he was reliable and smart.

But can he trust him?

With a strange look in his eyes, he scrutinized Jimin thoroughly. "Jimin... Do you trust me?"

His eyes widened in surprise but quickly diminished and with a determined expression, he stared back at him. "I'll always trust you master. I forever will. I will trust you with my life, my heart, and my soul even if the gods would heap upon ruin to the land." He bowed respectfully, head lowered than usual.

Yoongi gave a weak smile. His finger gripping on the pen tightly. What did he do to deserve to be given the trust of his life? In his heart, he could only think it was merely because of his respect to him as his master and the son of the Lord of the grand nobility. He had doubts. Too many.

However, the light of adoration and determination in his round eyes speaks for his thoughts. There was the truth.

With a sigh, Yoongi could not hide anymore. If Jimin was truly worthy to be trusted by him, he will know once he tells him. Although, he doesn't think he would even believe him.

"It will sound absurd but it is the truth. It is up to you if you believe it."

Jimin straightened, his eyes darted around to see if anyone was present aside from the two of them. Yoongi shook his head noticing his intentions. He already checked and the whole library was protected with a soundproof barrier when it was built.

Jimin stepped closer to hear, believing that it was something he could not even trust to anyone but him.

Lowering his eyes, gazing at his writings, he spoke in a whisper, "Sometimes I--..."

Suddenly, there was a tight feeling in his throat. As if an invisible hand had wrapped its fingers around his neck, choking him. He tried to gasp for air, eyes dilating forcibly. Stumbling off his chair, Jimin was shocked with horror as he kneeled on the floor to support him, "Young master!"