Seal of Dark Fate

Something Weird

"There are three things that cannot be long hidden; the sun, the moon and the truth." -Buddha

"OKAY, SO LET me just get this straight," Yoongi said from his seat on the plush couch in their living room as he gave his parents a disbelieving look. "We're gonna take that kid in?" He turned his piercing gaze towards the scared-looking young boy who was seated close next to his sister-too close for his liking. Yoongi's eyes narrowed into slits when he noticed how the boy was almost burying his face on Haeyoon's shoulder.

The auburn-headed girl shushed her brother with a disapproving look. "You're scaring him, Yoongi." She gave a sideway glance at the trembling boy beside her, her eyes softening out of sympathy. Ever since she brought Mrs. Jeon's son to their house and introduced him to her family, the boy did nothing but to hide behind her like a kid hiding behind his mom on his first day of school. It seemed like it's the first time he came out to the world. He wouldn't even want to release his tight grip on the edge of her shirt. "It'll be just for a while, until we found his other relatives. Let's not make a big deal out of this."

Yoongi heaved a heavy sigh, "Mom, dad, are you really okay with this? We barely know the guy."

The two adults hadn't uttered a single word since Haeyoon introduced the boy to them, letting their eldest son do all the interrogation. They're both sporting a solemn and thoughtful look like they had just learned that the world will end tomorrow. A tense silence followed after the brown-haired boy's question and it took a while before Mr. Min broke it and said, "It can't be helped, son, we're the only ones who can take care of him right now."

Yoongi slumped on his seat as he thought about the situation before sighing in defeat. "Damn, right." Upon arriving at the conclusion that they're going to take the orphaned boy in, Haeyoon broke into a soft smile.

"Anyway, what's his name?" Yoongi asked, throwing a look at the silent boy whose head was still ducked low, his fringe hiding part of his eyes.

"Oh, now that you've mentioned it," she trailed off as she looked at the boy and asked softly, "What's your name?"

When the boy heard Haeyoon directed a question at him, he lifted his head a bit higher and answered in a very low voice, "Jungkook."

"How old are you, boy?" Yoongi asked but didn't get an answer. However, when Haeyoon asked the same question he replied immediately. They learned that Jungkook was sixteen, a year younger than Haeyoon. When Yoongi asked another set of questions, they were never answered unless Haeyoon asked them herself.

Yoongi can't help but raised an eyebrow. "So, he's answering your questions only?" His sister giggled at him, saying that he's probably scaring the kid that's why he wasn't answering his questions. He can only scoff in reply.

"Should we all call this a day?" their father suddenly piped in. "You, young people, should all rest now."

"Haeyoon, dear, why don't you show Jungkook to the guest room?" Mrs. Min said in her calm voice but her face was still sporting that troubled look.

"Okay, mom," said Haeyoon as she stood up from her seat, Jungkook in tow, and kissed her parents goodnight.

"I'm coming with you," Yoongi offered, still warily eyeing the tall young boy walking closely behind her sister as if he's so scared of being separated from her. This boy is sure weird.

Upon reaching the second floor, Haeyoon opened the door next to her room and walked inside. She turned to face the boy whose head was still hung low and said, "Jungkook, look at me," she called softly at him, making the boy lift his head until Haeyoon could see his eyes wide with anxiousness. "You'll be okay, trust me. We'll take care of you and no one will hurt you here so don't be scared anymore." Jungkook continued to stare silently at her with his doe-like innocent eyes. "This will be your room and if you ever need anything, mine is just right next door, hmm?" She smiled at him in hopes of easing his fear.