With a small bag securely in his grasp, Hoseok began his journey back home from the pharmacy near his small Seoul apartment, where he used to live with his old mother until his college internship programme began.
As he walked, he took in the sights and sounds of our neighbourhood. The bustling energy of the city surrounded him, yet he felt a sense of tranquility, knowing that he now had what was needed to care for his mother's feeble health.
The bag swung gently at his side, the pain relievers and supplements safeguarded within.
He approaches his apartment building with anticipation about his mother's progress towards better health and well-being. Climbing the stairs to the second floor, he reached the doorstep.
Entering his cosy abode, familiar surroundings welcomed him, offering a sense of comfort and security. Hoseok carefully placed the bag on the small dining table in the living area near the entrance and found his mother cooking in the kitchen.
"Mom? Haven't I told you that I'll cook right after I arrive back?" He asked with raised eyebrows.
"You're home after a month, so I wanted to cook bibimbap for you," the mother replied while chopping the cucumber, making Hoseok sigh at her stubbornness.
The son looked at her worn-out features that once carried an entrancing charm. The thought of leaving her alone was filling him with a sense of guilt and worry.
After the death of his father, she became a strong pillar in his life. Providing love, support, and guidance throughout his whole life even when it was already difficult for herself to adjust to the human world.
"Mom, will you be fine? Because there are chances that I won't be back."
"Your chances of surviving there are much higher than Y/n. You're my hybrid, son! If I survived here, then you'll surely survive there," she said while still being engaged in her task.
"I know Mom, but just how much I am worried about Y/--"
The old gumiho lady coughed, which made her son even more worried about leaving her, "Mom! I know the polluted air here is not suiting you, but trust me! We'll leave Seoul after I graduate and find a job."
She smiled, her features getting traced with fine lines, "Go and bring Y/n back. We don't know what's happening to her right now, I will be fine till then."
Hoseok nodded.
"After finding her, sneak into the royal palace you will surely find a clue about how to bring her back to the human world," the mother advised in a faint voice.
Hoseok hummed in response, as a wave of anxiety and fear gushed over him.
"When are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow, after the sunrise."
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At the Kim's Mansion
"Wah! I can't believe that I was the one to save her, but she never thanked me once and hugged you so tightly," Namjoon complained, as he walked back and forth in the Jin's room.
"Did you want a hug instead?"
"Why not? I-I mean of course n-not, but she should have thanked... at least."
Watching his brother's quirky actions, SeokJin chuckled.
"Stop laughing, Hyung. I know you were enjoying it too," Namjoon retaliated, to defend himself. Soon Jin's laugh faded as a playful smirk got plastered across his plump lips, "Maybe."
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