"Yesterday's soldier told me that Gimpo no longer exists."
The silence they had during breakfast becomes more intense and harder to bear. Namjoon closes his eyes for a few moments before he furrows his eyebrows, rubs his face with his whole hand and pushes his hair aside.
"It's fake." dictates Namjoon. Jin is surprised.
"Why would he lie to me with something like that? It's-"
"We don't know if they were real military or part of a camp. They could be other deranged people like the ones we encountered there" Namjoon interrupts. His voice is not very loud, but it is able to shut you up from the impression of a possible scream. Not to say that Jin feels unable to contradict. He was unconscious most of the time and still doesn't know everything that happened. "Until we have evidence of our own we won't accept being told that. Gimpo is still standing until we have the contrary."
"It's not the first time we've been told that about Gimpo" Taehyung adds thoughtfully. "I mean, Ahn said it, but it was a lie and a trap too. There's no point in paying attention to what strangers say. Even if they saved us."
"They could be coming this way or looking for us to wipe us out too. We don't know what they were really looking for." says Yoongi in a low, distressed tone. Hoseok scratches his neck and folds his hands in his lap.
"We should get out of here and wait for a while. They'll get tired, leave us alone and we can go to Gimpo." proposes Hoseok. Jin shakes his head.
"He said they came from Incheon. He knew about me, us and Jimin How likely is it that he knows information like that?" Jin looks for Jungkook with his eyes. "You must admit that it is something very strange and specific. I'm pretty sure the military doesn't care about us because we are Bangtan, but our blood type. Something only Jimin knows."
"Leeseung knew it too and still threw us into that shithole to kill us" Namjoon mentions. "He gave the direction."
"He wanted to get rid of us and if that was what, two months ago? There's no way he fell 'long' ago" rectifies Jungkook. Namjoon plays with one of the chopsticks he used to eat. "Maybe he sent those soldiers to give us that message."
"How conspiratorial." comments Taehyung blinking repetitively.
"Are you going to say it can't be?"
"It's absurd," Jin chides. "And don't get me wrong. Just because Gimpo no longer exists doesn't mean Jimin isn't there. He must just be hanging around that city. We have to get there. That's all." clarifies and Namjoon clicks his tongue, standing up.
"We need to leave now and stop paying attention to people we don't know."
Namjoon goes and lies down on the furniture, covers his face with both arms. He feels very tired and would like the day to end already, try to sleep and not let the nightmares make him wake up every two minutes. Jungkook is the second to get up, announcing that he is going to check the cars to get ready to leave.
The others stay at the table without saying anything to each other for as long as it takes for them to decide to get out of there.
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"It's a little more destroyed here than I remember." comments Jungkook quietly.
"Yeah, it looks pretty bad. Maybe it's a new kind of order to prevent herds and stuff." assumes Jin with a shrug as he drives.
Namjoon is asleep next to Jungkook, sound asleep. He looks like a fainting spell because of how unresponsive he is and his breathing is so slow. Jungkook gives him occasional glances, worried that he's still so quiet and withdrawn, almost waiting for the perfect opportunity to pretend nothing happened and more so, the ability to fool himself by acting as usual. Jungkook leans against the front seat, wanting to keep Namjoon from overhearing him in case he accidentally wakes up.
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Sempiternal: •Broken• || Book 2#
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