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Yuna's POV
It took Taehyung a good 30 minutes to stitch up the gash on Jimin's torso, since the older was constantly screaming. Hoseok and I waited patiently by the fire until Taehyung arrived with Jimin in his arms and he carefully placed him down on a thick blanket before sitting next to him to keep an eye on his wound.
We all took our time, inhaled some deep breaths and prepared ourselves mentally to hear the story.
The real story.
"It all started when I was seven..." Taehyung begins as he takes in a deep breath and looks down at the perfectly glowing skin of Jimin's abdomen laying right next to him. Hoseok eyeballs him curiously as he hands out different varieties of hot tea to everyone.
"I did some stuff that I'm not particularly proud of..." I notice Taehyung biting down on his bottom lip nervously while he wraps his long fingers around the mug. "But I think that everything happens for a reason... The stuff I did brought me into big trouble, let's just put it that way... and it led me to a hospital called Bundang and that's where I met Yuna, so, in a way, I was grateful for my mistakes..." a faint smile fights its way to his lips, but quickly disappears when he gulps and stares away, his eyes becoming glossy.
"Wait — you two knew each other!?" Hoseok points at Taehyung and I, a big question mark stamped on his face. Chuckling, Taehyung slowly nods in response, which makes me go stiff and speechless.
His eyes then meet mine and it's yet again getting harder to breathe when my muscles clench around my lungs. It's crazy how a simple action coming from him is able to swoon me over and create butterflies in my stomach. I still can't quite put my finger on it, but something about him just makes me feel...
"We were like soulmates... Everyone in the hospital knew us..."
Special.
"That is, until the test."
"Ahh... the famous first test." Hoseok grins while looking down, probably thinking back to happy memories, for some odd reason.
"We got separated that day... I thought I was never going to see Yuna again..." Taehyung's voice dies down and he fiddles with the handle of the cup, avoiding any eye contact from now on. "Time passed. Came December 30th; our second test. We finally met again—"
"Hold the fuck up, what do you mean that you and Yuna were separated?" Jimin interrupts the younger, his hooded eyes glancing over at the two of us. Our answer being complete silence; he quickly catches onto the events.
