Forbidden forest • Yoonmin •

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Now all he needed to do was get Jimin back. It should go fine, right?

Wrong. He certainly wasn't expecting to sit in a prison cell, when he should be making things right with Jimin...

A few hours earlier

Yoongi came to their special place with Jimin earlier. He wasn't expecting Jimin to show up but there was nothing he could do really. Of course he worried. He loved him too much to lose him in an instant. He called for the younger. And again. And once more. After realising that it was useless, he just decided to wait.

The blue-haired laid down on the grass, making himself comfortable taking his shoes and jacket off, thoughts coming and going like the clouds he was looking at. So white and pure. but if a lot of them gathered, it would become a rain cloud. Gray, miserable and heavy, ready to pour rain any given second.

Yoongi felt like he would too shed rain from his eyes if he didn't hear anything from Jimin soon. He stood up hastily, which was a bad idea because he felt dizzy. He had to bend forward to stop his head spinning. When he opened his eyes, he saw a very familiar flask..

Child-like excitement quickly made way on his features, and smiling widely, he took a 'swig' of the all too known bitter droplet. He felt himself shrinking, without the symptoms as he was used to it. Fully adjusted to the height, he began running in the direction of the village.
"Jimin!" He called, "thank you for giving me a chance, you had it all wrong! He actually.."

Yoongi stopped in his tracks at the appearance of a strange sound. He couldn't tell if it was familiar or not, but it gave him a weird feeling in his gut.

He waited a couple of seconds. Then his eyes widened, and he sprinted in the opposite direction. He was chased. And he regretted that he took off his shoes earlier, as it was painful running. With each step his bare foot grazed the dry earthy ground.
He could clearly hear the stomping and shouts directed at him and his heart was hammering with adrenalin and fear.

'Who are they? What do they want from me? Was I discovered? Shit, I'm going to die'
Many thoughts ran through the boy's head as he was being caught up with. He briefly looked behind to see how close they were and his breath got caught in his throat.
A gang, no. A whole army of little soldiers were chasing him with spears and weird gear he hasn't seen.

His breaths were becoming more shallow, and his feet were becoming blistered and bloody from the impact of the sharp rocks in his path. The blue-haired knew he wouldn't last much longer, but he had to keep trying. He needed to survive. He needed to see Jimin.

But it seems that life hated him when he heard a strange whistle-like sound of an object flying through the air, and he fell to the ground, captured with a net. Panic surged through his veins as he tried to wiggle out, bite and rip the woven pattern but alas, nothing worked.

He shut his eyes out of frustration, the agonising sound of footsteps coming closer, leading to his doom. He suddenly felt a cloth pressed to his mouth, and was knocked out.

Back to present

Yoongi woke up will a dull headache in a cramped prison cell. He looked around. The surroundings were truly depressing. Old, cracked stone bricks confined him. He saw no way out except of the heavy wood door which was locked, and a couple of metal bars on the window for ventilation. A toilet (which was really a hole in the ground, with a trapdoor to block the smell) and a bed, consisting of a wood slab with hay as the mattress, a measly rag as the blanket shared the room with him.

He did not know how much he had to wait, what he had to wait for. Or anything at all. He sighed, brought knees up to his chest and rested his head on top. He would not cry. He was in despair, lost, confused and hurting all over. But he refused to show weakness. A lone tear however slipped and agonisingly slow trailed its way down Yoongi's cheek. Traitor.

A rattle of keys and slamming of the door opening made the boy squint at the sudden light.
"You, human are under arrest for discovering our Feia species. You will be kept in prison until the official listening in court." A loud shout pierced his ears. The boy looked over at who was talking, to see a wide creature in birch bark-type armour. He had the ringlets of young branches for his hair. The blue-haired would have found it hilarious, if not the current situation.

"Court?!" Yoongi exclaimed, "what for?"
"For disturbing our village and clouding the mind of our young commander." The guy smirked evilly, odd looking teeth on full display, making Yoongi want to punch them all out of his mouth. "Plus, I'm always up to a public execution," and with a wink, the door shut in the shocked boy's face.

*sweats nervously*