Alive II Yoonmin

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Into the dark room of what could possibly be of the devil himself is opened to reveal a figure sitting on a bed, his back to us. The petite figure is of a man in white whose legs are held to his chest, that I can tell by the little lighting the small window at the very top of the wall provides. 

"You've got a visitor. Try not to scare this one off." Says the woman. In response to her suggestion, a hand is held up. The small fingers are all bland except for one, the fourth finger. On it is displayed a ring, not too big but not small either, a dark sliver ring. 

"I'll be back for you in fifteen minutes." The lady pats my shoulder as she heads for the stairs. "Or when you start screaming, either one works for me."

I say nothing to her but simply watch her walk until she stops. Her hair is pushed aside by her hand and she shoots me a look that can be described as nothing else but a warning. She leaves after that of which I heed. I divert my attention no more and walk into the room in which sits a male who I know nothing of except a name and that he is feared.

I clear my throat. "You're Jimin right?"

He nods his head. I awkwardly keep walking forward until I am right behind him. I hesitate. What does his face look like? Will it be that that gives me nightmares? Or perhaps his voice? How about what he will say to me? 

"Can we talk?"

Jimin doesn't say anything again, just nods his head like it's all he can do. I take a chair by the end of his bed and slid it to be almost in front of him but not exactly. Despite the pumping of my fast heart, I take a seat and look at see his face. 

Jimin is the opposite of nightmare, he's a dream.

I can't see his face completely but I don't need to because just with what I see is enough to say this man is no monster like others say him to be. There's messy strands of hair covering his eyes as he stares into the light of the outside that shines in the room. His skin is pale, an admirable milky complexion. His lips are plump, perfect for a lipstick brand advertisement. 

"I don't know if we actually know each other...do I look familiar?" 

He pushes his hair aside then removes his eyes from the light to my face. It is then that I finally see his eyes, they're lovely. As much as I'd like to indulge myself in them completely, I cannot ignore the amount of liquid trapped within them. 

"Hey Yoongi." 

Like his looks, his voice is just as lovely. I come to discover so is his smile. 

"So we do know each other?"

Time is stolen from right under me or I've just blacked out for a minute because next thing I know, he's in my arms. I hold him so closely and so tightly while a feeling of relieve washes over me so strongly I can not help but hold in tears I didn't even know had built up. Jimin didn't try though, he let his strain my shirt without care as he attempted to sob silently on my shoulder. 

"You've been gone for so long."

"How long have I been gone?" I ask stupidly and with a pinch of hesitation. I know how long I've been gone from the world of functioning mankind but from him, I am absolutely clueless. Jimin pulls away and heads to the opposite side of the room. His back is to me so that I can no longer see his angelic face. 

"That's a little difficult to answer."

"It is?" 

"Yeah, I didn't think you'd remember. Did you come alone?"

I tell him the truth, I brought companions. They sit in the lobby of this odd place discussing  what might be going in here. After I tell him so, Jimin just walks back to his bed and undoes the fold. He climbs under the covers, away from the light and where I stand.

"Leave and don't come back with them."

"But-"

"Come here."

This off putting yet alluring man's commands me and like his dog I obey him. It is weird, my mind does not bother to question and my body does not bother care but to do I as I am told. I bend before him so that he does not move from his position. We stare at each other. 

"Tell Benny I say thank you, for bringing you here and that I am going to need him to do it again because you will come back."

He was right, I am going to come back and like he said, without my companions. I nod my head. 

"Okay...before you go can I kiss your cheek?"

His eyes are pleading, I can't say no. It's not like I have a say either, more like because I can't. My thoughts are frozen in his presence's. I can't think straight so I let him do as he wishes but his lips go where my cheek is not. They're almost pressed to my ear when he whispers. 

"Remember love, the rumors are only half true."

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This is a bit short but I kinda...idk I just don't feel good so I'm going to stop it there. I left you guys on a cliffhanger and I felt it was unfair to make you wait any longer for an update. I'll try the make the upcoming chapters better, please forgive me for the lack in quality lately. 

Hope you enjoyed! 

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