Reflection

Thirteen

By the time Taehyung woke up, Jimin was out cold on the floor, bandage wrapped around his leg and soft snores falling from his lips. Yoongi was placing a wet rag over Namjoon's head, the hybrids eyes still shut and chest steadily moving up and down as he took in wracking breaths. The zombie must have realized that he had awakened because he gave him a look before pushing himself up and helping him to his feet. "He still hasn't woken up, not once."

"How long have we been here?" He hoped that it hadn't been that long.

"For around twelve hours," Yoongi turned away from him to look through a canister that was near the lip of the cave. "You need to eat, your wounds have healed thanks to the potion and your wings are back, but your still weak," A jar was launched at his head and he barely caught it in time before it had the chance to give him a black eye, "So...

When were you going to tell us?"

Taehyung chose to ignore the zombie in favor of looking at the jar in his hands, it was dried beef. Yoongi walked towards him, not liking to be ignore, and placed steal like hands on his shoulders, "Taehyung."

"Why does it matter?"

The zombie tsked, "It fucking matters a lot actually!"

"No it doesn't."

"Don't bullshit me, an imprint isn't exactly something you have the liberty of ignoring."

"Yoongi-"

"Don't Yoongi me Taehyung! Why didn't you tell any of us? You being there today could have jeopardized everything! Do you realize that! How long have you known?"

He remained silent for a moment, contemplating if he should bother trying to lie or not, but with one look at the zombie in front of him he knew that no matter what he said the zombie would know the truth. It would be better to get it out in the open anyways. "Since he spared me at Jungwoo's estate that first night..."

"I fucking knew it," Jimin's voice suddenly rang from behind him and Yoongi began to scowl.

"You need to lay back down, your wou-" "Fuck my wound! I knew you had been keeping something from us since your capture. I thought the bastard had tortured you or something at first, but then after Namjoon over here freaked out and took off towards you I knew it!"

"He did what?"

"He took off towards you," It was Yoongi who spoke this time around, "It was as if he was in a trance, like he had no thought other than you. One moment he was walking with us to leave the property, and the next he collapsed to the ground and started rambling things about being trapped, surrounded, his whole body shaking until he popped up, transformed and tore through the trees like a battering ram."

Taehyung didn't know what to do with this information. He couldn't blink, he couldn't breathe, it was all too much for him to process. "So you mean...."

"That he imprinted on you, yes?" Jimin sounded annoyed, but Yoongi's voice morphed into shocked horror as realization hit him.

"No," He continued to stare at him, "It wasn't just him was it?"

Taehyung could only nod, hands starting to shake and tears starting to fall. "What do you mean?" Jimin had limped towards them, taking a spot next to Taehyung who was full on crying now. "Yoongi, what do you mean?"

"He imprinted also..."