Tomorrow is a blur for everyone but not for her. She knows too well that her future is just a repeat of her past. Bloody. Cold. Bruised. That will be her. Will she risk to have that tomorrow again just to treasure the blink of happiness before it w...
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I dreaded the moment the court decided my welcome in the palace until I saw the young monarch and thought why it took so long.
- Memory Journal: The King's court, page 1 –
Haru is seemingly having the best time of his cat life. It has grown so close to her soulmate from being pampered for the entire day.
"He seems to be staying here for good." She mutters more to herself. She's not sad at it though. In fact, she is so happy. The cat has been roaming around with no definite home. But Jimin has been so committed with his own cat bowl, meals, a fluffy bed, and even his own cat tower. It was fun assembling it and watching Haru appreciatively jumped over it before purring back to Jimin's lap. The question is, will Haru really stay? Or will he remain a stray, refusing any form of confinement?
"I don't mind." Jimin grins as he pets Haru while she looks at them enviously. "He knows he has a place to stay." He coos to the feline like he is his baby before looking up to her with a teasing grin. "Come on. I'll pet you, too." Eyes crescent, he giggles.
She frowns and Hoseok's laugh bounces through.
"Whichever you're jealous of? To Haru or Jimin?" Hoseok sits beside her, heart-shaped smile, eyes crinkling. On his hand is a can of orange juice he's been occasionally sipping.
"I'm not jealous." She grumbles, then snatches the drink from the man's hand, making him stunned. She makes sure to sip it empty before giving it back to him while watching him with a heated warning. She doesn't like how spot on he is with her feelings. It's embarrassing.
Awestricken, Hoseok gulps. And when he comes back to his senses he teases more. "Aren't we thirsty, Angel?" There's a glint of mischief and a knowledge that he only knows.
'He definitely knows what she's feeling.' But no. She's not jealous. Not even a bit.
She huffs and plops down on the couch beside Jin. The man is sitting with a bunch of UNO cards on his hands. His winning streak has come to an end. 'Good for him.' Not with Jimin and Hoseok, who managed emptying their hands first from the punishing cards.
"You are sure, you don't want to join the fun again?" Jin lovingly says.
"No, thank you." She mindlessly pouts even more, forehead creasing.
She can still feel the stinging pain caused by the flicker of Jin's finger on her forehead. It was her fault though. She sucks at the game, and she even dared to declare that she wants the same punishment as the others. Good thing he restrained himself. If not, her forehead would have an ugly bump.
'Where's the fun in that?'
Not wanting to be coaxed for another defeat, she walks towards the main door with a trail of chuckles from everyone.
