► These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triump die, like fire and powder
Which, as they kiss, consume.
Medieval au! FIRST BOOK
88GLAMOUR 2018
yoonmin
CHAPTER XIV | VANILLA TWILIGHT ———————————————————
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"Gone where?" Jimin asks, his eyes welling up with tears.
"The battle, he had to leave early morning, but Prince what happened?" Hoseok asks worriedly and Jimin closes his eyes, shaking his head as the servant steps forward, reaching to touch the bruise on Jimin's cheek but the Prince steps back, tears slipping out one by one like a faucet.
"How could h—" he remembers their conversation the night before and he squeezes his eyes shut. He was saying goodbye because he was leaving. He didn't tell him and he stumbles back until he's leaning against a stone pillar.
"He told me it was too hard to tell you, I'm sorry," Hoseok apologizes and Jimin's face twists into a one of hurt and pain as he starts crying, hiding his face in his hands because he doesn't know how he's supposed to survive. The faucet is broken and he can't stop the tears cascading down his cheeks, his heart aching for his knight who is long gone now, he wants to find him so he can protect him from the evil that lays within the castle walls. He knows he's a strong Prince but the knight gives him the strength and power, without him he feels vulnerable and weak, open for the predators around the castle's corners, ready to pounce on him, the prey.
"W-who's my guard?"
"Sir Namjoon will be appointed to you until Yoongi's return."
Jimin's knees go weak at that and he falls on them, head between his shoulders as he cries. "Wherefore?" He sobs and Hoseok drags Jimin up to stand, his heart aching for the love sick boy.
"He gave me this to give to you, he said he found it wrapped in a blanket," he says, holding out Jimin's wedding ring. The Prince whispers incoherent words under his breath as he shakily slides the ring back onto his finger, it feels like it's burning, like it doesn't belong there.
Possibly because it doesn't.
"He gave me this for you, too," Hoseok says, holding out a sealed envelope and Jimin nods, wiping away his tears with the back of his hand. "Thank you," he says quietly, sniffling.
"Did your husband do this?" Hoseok asks, his eyes full of worry and Jimin shakes his head.
"I tripped and I hit my cheek, that is all," he smiles, his bottom lip quivering and Hoseok bites back anything he wants to say, nodding solemnly. "I'm quite a jester," Jimin tries to laugh it off and Hoseok looks down at the ground, kicking his heel against it.
"I'm sorry, I'm trying to save you two," He whispers the last part, Jimin not catching it at all.
The Prince only nods, his head low as he backs away, tears spilling from his eyes like a broken faucet, his fingers trembling as they hold the letting. He walks back to his room, opening the door and he flops down onto the bed.
