A wave of relief and shock washed over the table after Luna gave her final decision. No one had really expected things to come this far as it was all just planned out in their heads with no actual tangible aspects to it. There was a huge part of them that held biting regret at her answer too; she was right when she said she would be objectified by others who have used this technique as a form of torture. They wouldn't have chosen this is if there was another way; the other ways they thought of were riskier and frankly, probably couldn't be completed accurately. Not to mention the danger of each of which would end up being detrimental.
"You're positive that you're okay with this? I mean we can always find another way," Namjoon trailed off, his eyes holding a fondness for the girl at the end of the table enduring not only his look but everyone else's.
Luna gave a curt nod with a determined gleam in her eyes, "I'm sure, I mean what else is there for you to do? I'm just seeing the whole situation as a loaded gun kind of thing,"
Everyone's eyebrows scrunched in confusion at Luna's vague and seemingly random analogy. Luna just sat quietly, knowing she has always been the type to blurt out random things that barely connected to one another, but it always made sense in her mess of a brain. No one said anything for a moment before Hoseok broke the second round of silence.
"Loaded gun?"
"Yeah," Luna began, feeling kind of embarrassed that she had made that connection, "you know, a loaded gun isn't dangerous unless you pull the trigger. This situation isn't dangerous until we make it that way,"
Realization hit the seven males like a slap in the face at her scrappy attempt at an analogy or at least a comparison. The connection was dark, but it did honestly make sense after she briefly explained it to them. Luna now sat playing with the edge of her wrinkled napkin, rolling in between two fingers while her eyes traveled over the dark veins in the marble countertop searching for nothing. The silence the third time around was comfortable but left a dull, stinging pain in Luna's chest of how the liveliness had completely disappeared into nothing more than weightless air. She wanted nothing more than for Jungkook to crack another stupid joke or for Jimin to get all red and giggly or for Taehyung to do something completely random while she laughed like an idiot. Laughing made her feel at ease like she wasn't completely swamping herself in unhelpful information in search of anything, anything to give any kind of insight on to what is happening to her. All she has is basic knowledge and that's about it, nothing more to it than how she is an angel by experiencing severe pain in the back with two injuries where wings should go; which isn't even that much information, to begin with, but it was vague information at the very least. Not to mention the scattered dreams with hidden messages that Luna had to rack her brain for almost every morning just to try and piece together any kind of message.
She suddenly didn't want to eat anymore, her tired and almost depressing aura had returned as soon as she began thinking about reading again the dreaded journals, she knew there had to be something she was missing, there had to be something. She then remembered Yoongi's words about not reading anything and if even possible, Luna slumped even further into her arms squishing her cheeks against them making them all puffy. It was honestly overwhelming to have this much information hanging above her with no idea how to tackle any of it. Luna was unaware of the soft voices that buzzed to fill the quiet, the others all discussing when to tackle the actuality of the plan, unaware of the girl who was slumped sadly in her stool.
Luna's head was swirling giving her one of her signature stress headaches: the confusion, the lack of knowledge, the plan, and not to mention her disgustingly high anxiety has her losing the battle. She wishes someone would just tell her everything she needs to know, which is very unlike her usual knack for enjoying the search for information to better her brain. Her throat felt tight and her heart sounded harshly in her ears as she sat and allowed her thoughts to filter in and out of her head.
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FanfictionThe walked among humans. The supernatural. Some were aware and others, not so much. They think it's all fiction, just a fairytale told to scare off little kids. She knew the truth, but only partially. There was one creature they were never allowed t...
