A Night-Long Lament

waiting

(your POV)

You stayed curled up in a corner or Jimin's room, waiting for someone to come for you. You eventually crawl onto the bed and fall asleep.

"Jimin. JIMIN." A harsh voice comes from the other side of the door startling you enough for you to wake up. 

Suddenly, the door's lock clicks open and it swings open.

You squint to see Yoongi angrily waiting in the doorway.

"Jimin, get up--" Yoongi's face leans in closer to see you sitting quietly on the bed. "Y/N?" He slowly steps closer to you, grasping onto your arm. 

"What are you doing in his room? I heard what happened in the lounge. Are you ok?" Questions flood out of his mouth with a worried look on his face.

"I-I'm ok thanks to Prince Jimin." You manage to answer one of his questions, leaving Yoongi partly satisfied. 

"Are you sure? Jimin can be such a child sometimes-- but really, why are you in his room and not your own?" Yoongi asks the question again.

"He told me to go to his room to stay safe, so now I'm here." You shrug uncomfortably under his piercing gaze.

"Safe? Really?" Yoongi looks away and scoffs under his breath.

"Anyways, I know it's late, but please meet with us in the dining hall." Yoongi gently grabs your arm and pulls you to his side. "And that cut on your hand, is it also ok?" Yoongi asks while leading you guys to the hall.

"Yes. Thank you for your concern." 

"No need. It's my duty to keep anyone under my authority safe." Yoongi turns us to the dining room where the brothers, king, and Yuna reside.

"I've come back with Y/N." Yoongi steps into the room, holding you under his arm.

"Y/N!" Jimin exclaims while running up to you. "Are you alright? Did anything hurt you?" He asks worriedly.

"I'm alright, thank you." 

Jimin lets out a breath of relief and heads back to the table, leaving you to Yoongi. 

"Have you figured out what happened?" You ask, curiosity biting away at your manners.

"No. We speculate it was just faulty windows, or it was deliberately broken. But that last option is ruled out in my book. Activity like that hasn't built up like that for a long time." Yoongi sits you down on a chair and continues to talk. "Jimin, you're thinking unreasonable things without any plausible evidence. Don't make assumptions you can't prove." Yoongi steps closer to Jimin as if warning him. 

"You don't have any proof either Hyung." Jimin steps closer, challenging him.

"This castle is old, Jimin. Anything could've happened." Yoongi says, stepping even closer.

Jin swiftly comes in and pushes them apart. "We don't need more trouble, you guys. let's calm down and we can consider every idea." Jin gives a tired smile and sits down in the middle of them.

Yoongi scoffs and melts into the chair.

(3rd person POV)

Y/N quietly takes a seat next to Yoongi, making sure not to anger him more.

"What's your idea, Y/N?" Jin asks, leaning to see her face.

"I...I don't know..." She quietly says, fiddling with the hinge of her shirt.

Jin nods and continues to talk and ask questions, leaving Yoongi alone. 

"What do you really think happened, Y/N?" Yoongi straightens his back and looks at her.

"I don't know, Prince Jimin jumped in front of me, so I couldn't see anything." She nervously scratches her neck and avoids eye contact with Yoongi.

A zip of wind passes Y/N's ear and stops when she hears a groan of pain next to her.

"Yoongi!" She catches him just as he is about to fall off his chair. "P-Prince, are you ok?!" She examines his limp body and sees a small dart poking out of his neck.

"S-Someone shot him!" Y/N exclaims as Taehyung comes to her aid.

"What happened? Did you see anything Y/N?" Jin comes up from behind Taehyung and asks.

"I-I just heard it flying past me, that's all...!" Y/N reasons frantically.

"O-ok. let's just get Yoongi to his room." Jin picks up Yoongi as the rest of the brothers follow.

Jin sets Yoongi down on his bed and gently lays a blanket over him. Namjoon and Hoseok follow Jin out of the room, and Taehyung, Jimin, and Jungkook wait at the door.

Taehyung closes the door and leaves Y/N to tend to Yoongi.

What... Happened to Yoongi...? Is he alright? Is he still... alive?

Thoughts race through her mind, giving her several options to pick from, good and bad.

She places two ginger fingers on his neck to check his pulse. 

Her fingers press onto his cold skin and feel a steady, slow beat.

"Thank goodness." She sighs in relief and slumps into her chair.

~~~~~~

Through the night, Y/N diligently stays awake, waiting for Yoongi to wake up, or show any signs of being stable.

She continuously watches him and his moderate breaths.

"Mmm..." A quiet groan emerges from Yoongi's mouth, and Y/N quickly leans closer to him. 

"Prince?" She whispers while gradually growing closer.

Yoongi's eyes pop open and he abruptly sits up, making their foreheads collide.

"Ouch..." Yoongi grasps his temples and forehead. "What..."

He looks up to see Y/N with a happy smile painted across her face.

"Prince Yoongi! You're awake!" Y/N jumps next to Yoongi and places a gentle hand on his forehead. "You're not sick or anything are you?" She hurriedly grabs a towel hand it over to Yoongi.

"N-no, I was just unconscious--" a raspy cough escapes Yoongi's throat and he lays back down. "That dart thing, what did it have in it...?" 

"I'm not sure, I'll notify Prince Jin--"

"No, it's ok. Just stay here for now." He lays his head on a soft pillow and closes his eyes.

Y/N's eyes grow heavy, and rest her head on his chest. 

Just for now. It'll be for a moment and I'll get off.

She doesn't wake up until daybreak.