"The Human Realm?"
Jimin wiped his nose with a tissue, looking up at Namjoon with round, shy eyes., remembering the fact that he was really teleported to Kim Namjoon's house the moment Violet screamed just to go to the Human Realm. The sorcerer had a mask clasped around his face as he tugged his socks on and looked up briefly, snorting at Jimin's small baby-blue suitcase with little specks of white, galaxy-themed. "Yes. I assume you've never been there?"
Jimin rubbed his elbows, pushing his sleeves back. "No...but why am I g-going?" He stuttered as Namjoon stood and rummaged through some drawers, pulling out a long sleeved shirt and a pair of clothes that Jimin had never seen before. The mage caught the weird articles of clothing and studied them, while Mistee shuddered and vanished in a puddle of water on Jimin's shoulder. Plora and Deysi vanished in puffs of golden dust and Namjoon stifled a laugh at Jimin's confused expression.
"Humans don't wear robes." Namjoon said, slipping a short-jacket like thing around himself, which Jimin later noted that was called a suit. "So I usually wear suits like these. You look young so you just wear that hoodie and skinny jeans."
"H-hoodie?" Jimin echoed, feeling the word roll off his tongue weirdly, like a foreign word. "Hoodie...okay." He turned around and slipped his robes off, slipping the huge hoodie over himself and giggling at the soft feel of them. "They're comfy!"
Namjoon nodded,'looking away. "I'm only bringing you on this trip because I need your Defenders to be trained in the Human Realms as well as the Magic Realm. Jungkook and Seokjin will be meeting us at the city of Seoul, South Korea, but we'll quickly move down to Incheon later. You and Jungkook will stay in Incheon and me and Seokjin have to go do some work in Seoul."
Jimin looked at the wet splotch on his shoulder and laughed nervously, hobbling after Namjoon when the sorcerer swept off, and it was weird being able to see Namjoon's backside and legs as he walked. Usually those long robes would flow back and create an air of majesty, but with this human clothing called a suit, Jimin got a sort of professional taste from the way he walked crisply down into his kitchen and began stocking some food into his case.
"What kind of work are you two doing?" Jimin asked softly, rolling his rickety suitcase back. Namjoon glanced at the old thing and noted to fix it up with some simple magic later. "Is it super duper important stuff?"
Namjoon nodded. "Half-year rounds for Dark Spirits. We'll be staying in the Human Realm for two weeks, but time works differently there. So while we work for two weeks only three hours would have passed here."
Jimin's eyes widened. "Woah."
"Woah indeed." Namjoon said, lifting his hands up. The palms of his hands glowed, and Namjoon grabbed Jimin's waist and brought him close to him, stifling a laugh when he heard Jimin curse softly and look away, face bright red. "Now hold on tight. I'd prefer going to the actual Portal to the Realm but, it's easier going like this when you're taking people with you."
The golden magic that glowed at Namjoon's palms flowed across his arms and onto his body, and Jimin squeaked when the golden light spread across his body. It turned his hands a transparent yellow with what looked like glittering stars, and Jimin looked up in awe at Namjoon who had his eyes closed, his face turning see-through and sparkly. Jimin had to take a moment to capture that image into his head, because seconds later he passed out.
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"How long has he been out for?"
"About two hours."
"Namjoon, we don't have time. Let's go. Jungkook will stay home with him and watch over him, now get!"
"Alright, shithead, fucking hell. Take Kurum with you."
Jimin wearily opened his eyes, feeling hot. The voices of Namjoon and Seokjin vanished, and Jimin shivered before pulling the blankets that were over him tighter to himself. He felt something flutter, soft feathers rub against his cheek and forehead and Jimin squeezed his eyes shut, lips parting. "Mistee, m'fine." He muttered and he heard a rumbling chirp.
"Are you sick or something?"
Jimin opened one eye and bit his lip, shivering. "Wha...? Who's there...?" He rubbed his face and looked up.
A young familiar face appeared sitting on a small stool besides Jimin's bed. A bag of chips were in his hands and Jimin sat up, stomach rumbling, and the mage did something that shocked the both of them: he whined.
The boy holding the chips turned pale when Jimin made grabby hands towards the food he was holding. "I-I want some," Jimin whimpered, eyes tearing up when the boy just backed off, placing the snack on the counter besides him, "g-give it to m-me!" He whined loudly, lip pouty and wobbling.
The boy just ran out of the room and shouting was heard from outside. Meanwhile, Jimin snatched the chips from the counter and munched on one happily. Upon further inspection, you could tell something was wrong. If you looked closely at Jimin's eyes, you'd see a soft yellow glow appear in the mage's eyes, but the boy in the room with Jimin could not notice that.
"He's whining!"
"Oh my fucking God (junior), it's not that bad! I swear to God if you made me come back all the way here just to check up on him—he has a fever so—"
Namjoon appeared by the doorway and Jimin looked up, mouth stuffed with chips. The mage's eyes were now a solid gold, and Namjoon froze. Jungkook clung onto Namjoon's left arm and frowned when he felt Namjoon's magical aura halt. The apprentice tugged at his green hoodie and hid behind Namjoon, gulping. "I told you." The mage whispered.
Namjoon held his hand to his chest and swallowed. "No fucking way." He whispered and Jimin dropped the chip bag and slipped out of bed, exposing his pretty, pale legs. "Holy—Jungkook, get out."
Jungkook didn't need to be told twice, and as Jungkook shut the door behind him, he heard some lewd noises come from the other side, and cringing, he ran into Seokjin who was impatiently waiting by the door.
"What's taking him so long?" Seokjin snapped and Jungkook buried his face into Seokjin's shoulders.
"Uh, I think they'll be busy for a while." He whispered with wide eyes and Seokjin, who had a confused look on his face, padded over to the door.
"N-Namjoon! Please..."
Seokjin choked and began cackling. "Someone's finally getting laid!"
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wooooooaaahhhh jimin what is wrong with youuu ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
