𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙆𝙀𝙉 𝘿𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙃 || 𝗬𝗢𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗞 || 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗝𝗜𝗡 [DISCONTINUED]

: 7 : Lavender

Seokjin zipped his mouth and looked up at the taller man. He was way too intimidated by that man. Really intimidated. He couldn't even look at his eyes for too long. Too hot.

He blinked rapidly and hid the flower behind his back.

"I didn't..I was just about to ask if I could plu-" seokjin was cut off

"...whatever" Namjoon said as he walked off nudging seokjin on the way.

Seokjin stumbled back a bit but quickly took a deep breath. He thought he'd just lost his life. But looks like he didn't. He sighed and turned to hye rin who was plucking flowers and putting it in a basket.

"Hye rin-ah...am I allowed to pluck flowers ?" Seokjin asked sitting down keeping his hands to support his chin.

"Yes...his highness doesn't care about little things like those. He just sets rule sometimes..." She said and smiled at him which soon turned to a worried expression.

"..Oh my good dear highness..." She said running towards seokjin "You can't sit on the floor like that..your dress is so white" she said helping seokjin up.

"...you can't stain it"  She said almost like a mother scolding her son.

Seokjin subconsciously pouted and looked at her. "Then let me wear something else. I wanna play ...it's so boring" He said walking around while stomping the ground.

Namjoon watched seokjin from the small space near the pond. Which gave a clear view of the garden which was on a lower region than the bridge like platform namjoon was standing. And the water flowing down the bridge like thing.

"Did he really lose his memory...?" Namjoon asked as the guard near him snapped his head up.

"I don't think I am capable of answering that My highness. Nor do I know something about it. Perhaps , he did. As you don't know him well...maybe you just can't spot out anything different.." He said with his head laying low.

"Very good answering..." Namjoon said and sighed.

"...but I guess I do know him. A whore who craves attention. That's it. I met him at the giseng house before our marriage. I don't know what else to think about it.." Namjoon said.

"But ... dear highness...was asked to go there to meet someone.. don't you remember that information ?" He asked looking up a bit.

"..useless bullshit" Namjoon mumbled.

He indeed did forget it. He just didn't want to admit that he did.

"I wanna go somewhere" Seokjin said as hye rin braided his hair.

"It's night time dear highness..." She pointed out.

Indeed. Seokjin had spent the whole day roaming around like a dead ghost. He didn't want to get caught by namjoon either. So he had to be careful where he went too.

"Can we go somewhere tomorrow ?" He asked as hye rin sighed.

"It's about the circumstance. We'll see about it tomorrow" She said and completed his hair as she went and sat near the flowers she plucked.

"...meanie..." Seokjin mumbled.

He got up and sat near hye rin. He wore much less clothings now. The other had too many layers. This one doesn't have much.

"Are those Lavenders !" He asked in amusement.

"Yes dear highness. I plucked it from downhill" She replied with a smile as she gave him the flowers so he could take a closer look.

Seokjin took the flower and smiled. They were so pretty. He liked it.

"Why did you pluck these. Are they gonna be in my room ?" He asked as she shook her head.

"You preferred lilacs. If you want Lavenders I can make it by tomorrow. This is for his highness" She said.

"...I do like lilacs..." He said and watched Hye Rin.

Thinking deep. Maybe if he just actually make namjoon good with him. He could find his way back home through namjoon. He seems like a really smart person and he does need to tell someone that he had to go back. He didn't know where hoseok was either. He was scared if he was the only one stuck in here. But at the same time relieved if he was the only one stuck here. Because hoseok shouldn't suffer from what he is suffering with right now.

He shut his eyes and sighed.

"..can I take those to his room ?" Seokjin asked hesitantly.

"Are you sure...?" Hye Rin seemed to have noticed it.

Seokjin closed his eyes and sighed once again. That's it he's gonna get through this just like that. That's it. That should be it.

Seokjin knocked on the wooden door. He couldn't stand the silence. It was scary almost so scary he might as well lose his balance and fall on his knees right there.

"...come on in" He heard the deep voice which sent shivers down his spine. His voice was like a crack to the silence.

Seokjin slid open the door closing it behind him. He held onto the lavender tighter and almost regretted his decision of coming in here.

"...keep them- why are you here ?" Namjoon asked as he turned around.

Seokjin chose to keep his grounds. This seokjin doesn't deserve to be treated like that. Whoever this is.

"To give you flowers !" Seokjin exclaimed as he flashed his best smile.

"Hye Rin ?" Namjoon raised an eyebrow.

"Me. Kim Seokjin. Kim namjoon's wife" He said as he gulped. He had to collect an eternity's courage to say that.

Namjoon scoffed. Seokjin went straight to the fancy flask and placed them in.

"I'll take my leave now" he said and bowed.

Seokjin sighed and walked back to his room. Finally breathing freely once he reached in there. He dropped into his knees and closed his eyes clutching his chest.

He heard his door open and ignored it. It must be Hye Rin. But he felt a sword right beside his neck.

The cold Steel almost piercing his soft skin. He froze in his spot. The sword slid from his neck to his hair. The braid locks were removed...with the knife as the ribbon fell down and his hair fell all over his back and the ground.

Seokjin was helpless. His hair fell to his face but he didn't dare move it. He just stared into his hands which were on the ground.

He felt the person crouching down behind him.

"....I came to pay a visit. Dear wife"

//𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙘𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛𝙛. 𝙃𝙚𝙝𝙚

𝙃𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩. 𝙎𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧. 𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙩.