FREYA

Blessing

 Freya was about to turn around when she saw someone approaching.

She wasn't fond of humans but with this man, she could not take her eyes off him.

"Um, Min Yoongi you can ... go with Father Joon," she blurted out seeing Namjoon walk in the hall.

She had the insane urge to kiss him in front of all. Even bite him a little. Everywhere.

Yoongi frowned and stared at the small girl, "How – how do you know my name?"

Smiling, she shrugged, "I know everything."

Not giving a chance for them to react, Freya grabbed Tae's arm and took him upstairs to meet Jungkook.

She couldn't stop gawking at Tae as if he was a master piece that belonged only in a museum.

"I'm so happy you are here," she squeezed his arm, " I can't wait for you to meet Father Jeon."

Clutching onto his wet shirt, Tae sighed, already scared of the whole place.

He saw the excited girl knock on the door and smile gleafully.

After a while, the door opened and someone dressed in all white appeared.

"Freya?"

Freya smiled again, "Look who's here. Father, this is Kim Taehyung. The new seminarian."

Jungkook moved his eyes to the new face. It was dark in the building like always. Only a dim yellow light shining outside.

But even in that darkness he could make out who the beauty was in front of him.

It was that boy.

Pure sin drenching in rain.

With timid, fearful eyes, Tae glanced at Jungkook and realised the grown man was gawking at him with his mouth open and eyes unblinking.

"Um. He... he's wet," Jungkook licked his lips, his eyes undressing the boy and seeing those curves from near.

Freya smirked, "Yeah, isn't he cute Father?"