𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙪𝙡 / 𝙗𝙩𝙨

𝙭𝙞

As the night deepened, the flickering flames in the fireplace crackled softly, filling the cabin with warmth and a sense of solace. Y/N nestled into a corner, their back against the wall, trying to find comfort amidst the uncertainty that surrounded them. The gentle rhythm of Jimin's breathing, alongside the quiet banter of the others, began to lull them into a state of calm.

"Hey," Yoongi whispered, catching Y/N's attention. "You okay?" His eyes were soft, filled with concern that momentarily chased away Y/N's worries.

"Yeah, just... processing everything," Y/N admitted, glancing toward the door where Namjoon stood guard. "It's a lot, you know?"

Yoongi nodded, his expression contemplative. "It is. But we've made it this far, right? We're stronger together."

Y/N couldn't help but smile at that. "You're right. It's just hard sometimes to shake off the fear."

At that moment, Jungkook returned, his brow slightly furrowed as he stepped back into the cabin. "All clear," he said, his voice low but steady. "No signs of movement around us."

"Good," Namjoon replied, his posture relaxing slightly. "Let's focus on getting Jimin stable. We can figure out our next steps in the morning."

Jin had already gathered some supplies from their packs, carefully laying them out on the table. "I found some antiseptic and bandages. We'll need to clean his wounds," he said, his tone practical yet gentle as he worked on preparing for Jimin's care.

Jimin shifted slightly, wincing. "I'll be fine, guys. Really."

"Not if you keep insisting on being tough," Taehyung teased lightly, though his eyes reflected genuine worry. "Let us help you, okay?"

With a reluctant sigh, Jimin relented, allowing Jin and Hoseok to tend to him. Y/N watched the exchange, feeling a swell of warmth in their chest as the bonds between them grew stronger through adversity. They knew that no matter how tough things got, they would always have each other's backs.

As the group worked together, Y/N felt a sudden urge to help. "What can I do?" they asked, standing up.

"Just keep an eye out for anything we might need," Namjoon replied, his voice calm and reassuring. "We'll handle Jimin."

While the others focused on Jimin's injuries, Y/N wandered around the cabin, checking the windows and door for any vulnerabilities. Outside, the moonlight cast an ethereal glow through the trees, and the sound of the river flowed steadily, a constant reminder of the world beyond their little haven.

After a while, Y/N returned to the group, their heart heavy but resolute. "I wish we could find a way to make things safer," they murmured.

Namjoon looked up, meeting Y/N's gaze with an intensity that sent a shiver down their spine. "We will. One step at a time."

His words hung in the air, a promise wrapped in determination. In that moment, Y/N felt the inexplicable connection between them deepen, a bond forged through shared trials and unspoken understanding.

As the night wore on, they all took turns resting while one or two kept watch. The atmosphere was filled with a sense of camaraderie that made the weight of their situation a little lighter. They had come together not just as friends but as a family, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

With the first light of dawn creeping in through the cracks of the cabin, Y/N stirred, the exhaustion still clinging to them but with a flicker of hope igniting in their heart. They looked around at their friends, each one battling their own fears, but united in purpose.