|| Echoes In The Mirror || NamjoonxReader

Chapter 2: A New World

Namjoon POV

My body was pressed up against her firmly, no space between us except for our faces which were only centimeters apart.

(Y/n) gripped onto my back with impressive strength. Our breathing was heavy. I look down into her (e/c) eyes. They were beautiful. My heart skips a beat.

We stand like this for a second longer. She breaks eye contact with red cheeks and a cleared throat.

I drop her down and she runs a hand through her hair. My cheeks heat up with my ears. "I'm sorry. I caused you to fall. I'm not good with balancing people in my hands."

She gives a short chuckle. "I'm not good at climbing into people's hands to climb through mirrors." I laugh (louder than I should), heart suddenly fast.

"So, do we try again?" I shift my weight. She looks up at me with shocked (e/c) eyes.

"Um," she gulps audibly. "Yeah, we can try again." She tucks a strand behind her hair.

I nod silently. I fold my hands again and bend down slightly so she can step on it.

Her red shoes had a circle with a star. I look closer at it. All Star Converse?  She steps gingerly and stables her self with her hands on my shoulders.

I lift her up as she passes through the mirror with a gasp of a first timer.

I push the heavy suitcase through the mirror and sigh. I hold up my hand towards the man out cold on the floor. "Funem. Et vinculum."

I stick out my pointer finger and a bolt of bright blue light jolts out from the tip. A blue cord of braided fibers appear and started to bind around his legs and arms, trapping him. Another rope shoots out red when I say: mortuus est.

The rope locks around his neck and slowly tightens.  I turn around and take a deep breath. "Let's do this!" I half yell.

I jump and push my hands, holding onto the walls on the other side. Using the support I pull my self through the mirror.

I shiver. I felt like rising from a pool of cold water after a long swim.

(Y/n) was walking around, examining everything closely with a gapping mouth.

I smile to my self. "Your jaw is going to be frozen when you get outside." I comment, pulling on my black cape. She turns with a slight flinch.

She gives a short chuckle and a half smile. (Y/n)'s face grows serious. "How do we stop him from entering?" Her voice was quiet.

I look at the lady and back to the mirror. "You touch the mirror slightly." I give a small shrug, not telling her that he won't be following.

(Y/n) walks over and hesitates to touch the mirror. A flash of pink catches my eye. I look at her nails to see they were colored with some kind of gel.

She places her hand on the mirror with half closed eyes. The floor length mirror ripples as if she was touching the surface of water. (Y/n)'s eyes widen with a gasp.

The glass solidifies and she looks at me, beaming brightly. "Did you see that?!" She drops her hand from the mirror. I smile back.

"Yeah, pretty cool... So, you don't know anything about this world, Axonor, the Echo Territories?" I start to go back into the hall.

(Y/n) follows with her suitcase rolling over the dusty surface. "I know some, my grandmother told me stories... Didn't know they would come true though." She adds at the end quietly.

I stop walking and turn to face her. "What was your grandmother's name?" She gives me a shocked blink.

"Queen Kim Jisoo, the protagonist in all the stories. Her husband and kids. The battles. She even told me about the type of food where Jisoo grew up at." (Y/n) draws in a breath. "I thought she had a well planned story." She blows out a breath. I take a couple of steps closer to her.

"Why did you say that you didn't know Queen Jisoo?" A thought suddenly popped into my head.

(Y/n) shruggs with light pink cheeks. "Shock, I guess." I nod.

"We need you to get to Yoongi. You are badly injured." I refer to her dark brusies as I continue to walk but at a faster pace.

(Y/n) keeps at my speed, trying to take in the sights of the castle. Her smile was bright and genuine happy.

We turn down long corridors and short steps. I made sure to avoid the place where I destroyed. I didn't want her to have questions about it.

We finally reach outside. Snowy, my horse, neighed at me. The black horse trots over our way. But when she arrives, she goes straight for (y/n), ignoring me completely.

I scoff and roll my eyes. (Y/n) was fascinated. She tentivly held up her hand. Snowy pushes her soft nose into it with closed eyes.

(Y/n) gasps and looks at me with joyful eyes. "Its so soft." She starts to pet the horse.

"Her name is Snowy. I named her when I was ten. I thought that I was funny..." I laugh to myself. (Y/n) joins in with a sweet sound.

"So where are we going?" (Y/n) tucks a strand of hair behind her ear nervously.

I grab her suitcase and strap it on to the saddle. "To my group, Bangtan Sonyeondan, we are a newish form of the Defenders." I say as I help her up onto the horse.

I climb up and sit behind her. The scent of flowers bombard my nose. "Are you ready?" I ask, grabbing the reins. She nods silently.

"Let's do this, Snowy."

A/n: Sorry for any errors.

Thank you for reading my story.