The tragedy.

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• Mention of death, suicide.

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"Hyung would bring him and then do what Joon hyung?" Jimin asked, his tone shivering yet calmness in it.

Namjoon shook his head "I have no idea, Jimin-ah." Jimin rolled his head to the side of window, watching water streaming down the glass and feeding the small unknown flowers grown into the cracks.

"I'm scared." he whispered timidly to nothing, very hushed to even let it flow near Namjoon who seemed calm like a warm fireplace in cold thunders. "Everything in the future is unknown yet whisperes dark things. Should I rely to my intuition and say things wouldn't turn madly and hope for sunshine after this storm?" his eyes mimicked the rain and left tears down the cheeks.

"Jimin your tears are glistening into this darkness. Don't let your thoughts wrench your heart yet. Don't let your mind kill you." He placed his hand gently of Jimin's shoulder who was curled into himself at the damp corner of room. "Mind seems an enemy, it couldn't be stopped-I understand but let it all go with a deep breath and wait till the time comes." Namjoon with that left Jimin's side and walked away.

"You are very easy person apparently, hyung-but what your mind speaks let us know sometimes." Jimin's cold yet eager voice made Namjoon pause on his steps. Jimin watched the back of his hyung who turned his head to side profile but didn't chose to speak.

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"Seokjin!" Taehyung let out a chaotic desperate yell for his wife that was nowhere to be seen. He was close to his maiden house and it seemed deserted, no sign of candles burning, the windows shut and storm perished all the plants SeokJin grew.

The darkness following up with heavy winds and thick rains destructed the sight completely. He could barely keep his eyes open as drops lashed his eyes.

He covered his head with hood of his coat and he looked around the place. His stallion disquited too by the storm and neighed and stomped.

A middle aged woman came of out of her house from the neighborhood and stood at the door "Ay gentleman! They are not home." She yelled through the heavy noise of downpour.

Taehyung turned around and looked at the lady. "His son was suppose to be here."

Lady put the lantern more closer to her face and shook her head "You had to be mistaken. His mother and father left earlier, in morning-just them. He is not here, Sir. Since then I am here outside watching after the roofs and windows. Seokjin didn't come here."

Taehyung bit his lower lip and his eyes drowned deep into thoughts and worries. "Where are you running into this crazy weather? Seokjin-ah." he sighed and turned about his horse, and rode out of this town, his sharp eyes caught something!

He wanted to catch him, the perpetual burn in him to have his wife always before his eyes, burnt nastily. He didn't want to offer talks and solutions, just mending back the forever he tied up with his wife. He wanted to change himself into a brutal man who nobody would think of taking for granted anymore.

A hiss left his mouth, when a blockage in his mind led up, unaware of where must he go? Where he should go and find them! He's mind was haywire as confused as this weather.

Just then he got the route whe a suspicious man was running through the road far across Taehyung with somebody-who had prior mentioned brown cloak. The one that Jimin addressed earlier. "Seokjin!" Taehyung exclaimed with heavy release of breath and abruptly left his sick slow horse under the large tree's shade, running towards where he saw them drifting.

Unfortunately he lost them into the dense woods. He turned around to see himself among similar looking view and his own nape in restlessness. Growling more in frustration for this occupied his too much time. It was more complicated than a maze, every way looked same and his legs slipped into the mud, slowing him down.

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