A pure Soul

10.

"I think your stomach doesn't agree with you saying, that you aren't hungry. You better feed him or I'll do it for you!", Hoseok chuckled amused and Jimin his face turned in a even darker shade of pink, before quietly picking up the spoon and starting to shovel the soup into his mouth. 

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Jimin shovels one after another spoon full of soup into his mouth until the bowl in front of him was empty. He hadn't this good of a dinner in years, he was the one who cooked but his father was the one to eat whatever he cooked and he didn't leave Jimin anything other than crumbs. "Was it good?", Jimin jumped a bit in surprise, he had forgotten where he was and why he was able to eat this delicious soup. He nodded in response and slowly faced the direction of the voice. Jin gave him a warm smile "You don't have to be afraid of us, Jimin. We won't do anything to you! Let me get you another bowl of soup, okay?", in disbelieve Jimin looked to the elder. "I-I am sorry, sir. But I have to decline this offer! I am not able to repay your kindness. I don't wanna be a burden. I would rather go back home.", he whispers inaudible. Taehyung and Hoseok look at each other and then full of anticipation at Jin, he smiles a bit and says apologetic "It's okay Jimin, we don't need anything in return, you are good to go home as soon as your wounds have healed.", the smaller pouts, but he feels like he has no other chance than to nod in agreement, remembering the tall wall surrounding the villa, making it nearly impossible for him to leave this place without the mercy of this strangers in front of him, at least Jin seems to understand how he is feeling.

 "That's stupid!", Taehyung bursts out in anger, "He is going nowhere!", as soon as this words came out of Taehyung's mouth, Jin flung around and gave a deadly stare at  him. To his surprise the younger didn't really care and started again: "Hyung, you should have seen him, when I found him, if you think he looks like he is in a bad condition now, then let me tell you how I found him... He was lying in a dark alley, there were two predators hovering over him, kicking and bunching him senseless, about to do something even worse, I woundn't want to spell out in front of this kid!", kid? Whose a kid? Definitely not me!, Jimin thought to himself.

"Listen-" Jin used Taehyung's forced breath, in order to regain his lost oxygen, to intervene, but his attempt was short lived, because Taehyung had already gained enough to continue, "No, you listen to me hyung! You know I love you and I always trust in your judgement but in this case I have to strongly disagree with you! Just look at him!", he suddenly stepped towards Jimin making him anxious, Taehyung lifts the sleeve of the hoodie Jimin is wearing, making hundreds of different cuts and bruises visible in various stages of the healing process, both of the other pairs of eyes widen in concern and Jimin frees himself from the taller's grip and hides his forearms once again, ashamed of his own body. "I am not letting him go, so that he ends up back in that alley as pray for any predator around!", in Taehyung's voice there was so much more than pure anger, the concern and protectiveness towards the boy in front of them, was clearly audible for both Hoseok and Jin. 

For the outside world they were the owners of one of the biggest company in the whole world 'Bangtan Innovations' for the underground world, they were the leaders of 'BTS' the biggest mafia in all of South Korea if not in all of asia, but they were so much more... A family. 

Behind these tall walls, protecting them from the rest of the world. 

Here they knew they were understood, here they were free from all the eyes constantly on them, judging every single move they make every single thought they have, here instead of black customized suits, they wear normal comfy clothes and living a normal life. For at least a couple of hours they are normal young adults, enjoying their hobbys and living their lifes.

Their cold facades they have build for themselves and perfected over the years, swallowing every other emotion than anger, would only crumble down into pieces, when they were together behind the safety-lending walls of their estate, only they themselves are able to look beneath those perfect masks they have created for themselves. They know each other, like the tightest and most loving familys knows each member and even better, they don't just know the good and happy sides of each other, no they also know each and everyone's fears and the griefs they are battling with.

To say Jin and Hoseok saw the real feelings Taehyung was hiding, was an understatement, they didn't just saw it they have analyzed and figured their dongsaeng out before, he himself knew what he was feeling. 

"I have to agree with Tae on this!", Hoseok broke the long and awkward silence, that had been in the air for the last two minutes or so. Jimin didn't knew these man, he wasn't aware of the shared ability, that they are able to hide their real personality behind those cold facades. All Jimin could think about was the cold and threatening aura Taehyung was surrounded by. They wanted to keep him here, because he had seen to much and as soon as he steps out of line he would be dead within a second, he was sure of it that is the only possible explanation!

His eyes started to sting, it was the for him so well known harbinger of crying, the stinging pain in his eyes was his daily companion for years now, even if he tried his hardest, there wasn't a single day in the last years coming to his mind, in which he hadn't felt this all so familiar stinging. "Please I just want to go home! I swear I won't tell anyone about what I have seen!", he began pleading and big tears roll out of his hazel-brown eyes, paired with bitter sobs escaping his mouth. 

The sudden crying has shifted the attention back to the bruised and scarred figure on their couch. "Jimin?", a soft voice reaches the ears of the smaller, he wasn't able to identify, which voice it was because the whole crying, had made him light headed, his vision was blurry and his ears were ringing, overshadowing every other sound only letting them reach his ears muffled. His whole world began to spin and from one to the other moment the whole world went dark in front of his eyes. The last  thing he felt was him ascending. 

Was this it? Was he poisoned? Could he finally stop his fight and join his mother once again and this time for eternity?

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This was part ten already and I am having a hard time being creative! Realtalk I feel like I am in a video game and my creativity buff has run out! ;-D

Nevertheless have a beautiful day or night!