Sunlight in the Field

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"Are you really sure you wanted to stay even though the prince said he wanted you to come with him?"

Jimin heard Yoona speak. They are still at their front house. Jimin remained standing there, his eyes staring where the cart of the prince faded.

When they found out the royal guards were coming to find the prince at their house, Yoona was nervous to the point where she was clutching at Jimin's arms, tightly holding him while Jimin was looking at the prince, his eyes speaking silently.

"Prince Min," the guard says, and all of them bow at him. The leader of them steps forward to speak to the prince.

"The king and queen were worried when they found out you were gone the whole night; where did you go, Prince Min?" he asks. Yoongi looks at Jimin slightly before averting his gaze.

"I visited my closest friend," he said quietly. "Please don't let the king and queen be more worried about me." He continued looking back at Jimin.

Jimin heard the prince tell him to come back to the palace, and he listened with thoughts running through him.

He is not going to falsify, but Jimin missed living at the palace, but he knows his life is not there, even though he wanted to. He found his freedom here, yet he is feeling guilty for leaving the prince like that.

He refused to come with him, telling him he needed to do something important. Prince Yoongi didn't hide his disappointment but forced himself to understand Jimin.

"When I finally have the answer, I will be back, my prince," Jimin said, smiling at Yoongi, and maybe Yoongi had the biggest trust in him because he nodded at him, telling him he'd wait at the palace whenever Jimin wanted to come back.

They bid their bye with the tightest embrace they ever shared. Jimin is breathing deeply into the Prince fragrance, wanting to remember it while they are apart.

With the last promises to see each other again, Yoongi hops on his cart, looking at Jimin with a little sadness in his eyes.

The younger man can feel the slightest ache in his chest, but he must stay stronger.

He doesn't want to be unknown when he sees him again.

This decision was already planned when he first stepped out of the palace.

"Yes, noona. From what I told you, I wanted to know what happened to my parents, and I know you said it was dangerous for me to dig at the past, but I wanted to know it," he said, turning to face Yoona. A new determination is in him now.

Yoona is still worried, but Jimin assured her he would be alright. And now she knows he had reason to know. She'll hold on to him.

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The room is pitch-dark. The curtain was undone, swirling by the wind. The room is getting colder the more the wind enters. Outside, a boy barely three years old heard some footfalls.

Heavy and in a hurry. Scratching his eyes to let himself awake, he swung his little feet from the bed, barely reaching the ground. Moving outside his room, the boy pushes his door slightly, seeing silhouettes outside.

Blinking his eyes, he steps out of his room and slowly moves further toward their house.

The sound of a metal hitting with ragged breath can be heard on the four walls of their house. The boy stopped walking when he heard his mother speaking.