Jimin's sobbing.
He ignores Namjoon's voice that echoes behind him like grossly faded memories, and stares down at himself.
He's curled up in the corner of his cell, rocking himself back and forth, hands curled around his knees. He plays with the new rings that adorned his fingers, rings that no matter how hard he pulls and tugs at them, they won't come off. He cried and cried and cried, but the metallic hue in his eyes won't fucking disappear.
"Jimin," Namjoon's voice is like honey, and Jimin can only find comfort in his deep, sweet voice, "please just turn around."
Jimin sniffles and wipes his eyes, glancing up at the mirror on the wall to study his appearance for a moment. His fluffy blonde hair was gone, replaced with a light blue shade, and his favorite soft blue robes were gone, leaving silky smooth black cloth embroidered with swirling oceany-blue patterns. He didn't look like Jimin.
"J-Joonie," Jimin croaked, standing and running to the bars to interlock his fingers with Namjoon's, when suddenly his body fades and he falls right through the bars. He topples, falling on top of Namjoon with a gasp of surprise, and Namjoon groans when Jimin's knees stab straight through his fucking dick.
Namjoon instantly backs off before Jimin's body solidifies again, and watches as Jimin's tear-stained cheeks puff up in confusion. "Mirage fuckin' Magic," Namjoon growls, and Jimin reaches out for Namjoon again when the older scrambles forward.
Jimin wails. "I-I don't u-understand!"
Namjoon hugs the small boy to his chest, and Namjoon's hands slide down to his hips and squeezes them. Good. They were still soft and squishy, so nothing physical, except for his hair and eyes, had changed.
"I don't get it either," Namjoon responded breathily, closing his eyes and inhaling Jimin's newfound scent: a sweet fruity smell with the slight tint of something extremely sugary. "The fact that...you're of royal Park and Kwon descendent...how the hell did you not know?"
Jimin shrugged, sniffling. "M-Mom never used her magic around us," he whispered, "an-and I know for a fact Violet's magic is clear, too, c-cause she always t-takes my stu—stuff 'n I can—"
"He said something about Awakening." Namjoon cut the mage off and Jimin's hands tightened into Namjoon's. "Do you...know what that means?"
Jimin was silent. The blue-haired male looked up at Namjoon, eyes sparkling with tears and cheeks rosy from crying so hard. He completely ignored Namjoon's question and whispered: "W-what's your specialty magic, J-Joon...?"
Namjoon, caught off guard, blinks and smashes Jimin's face against his chest, rocking him side to side with a nervous laugh. "What? Babyloves, d-don't ask stupid shit...answer my question..."
"S'not stupid." His voice was muffled, when Namjoon's gaze suddenly whirled around, and in the darkness appeared Seokjin and Jungkook. Taehyung reappeared with a glass of what looked like blood, but Namjoon preferred not to assume.
"Seokjin!" Jimin hitched, and the warlock paused, adjusting his invisible glasses before squinting his eyes.
"Who the fuck is that?" Seokjin muttered, frowning. "I dunno no bitch with blue hair."
Jimin began tearing up and Namjoon ran one finger across his neck before shooting Seokjin the middle finger. "Stop joking and get us the fuck outta here!" Namjoon boomed and Seokjin blew out a breath, eyes widening before he came forward and simply pulled open the doors with a huff.
"Damn. Y'all know how to use a door or—?"
"Shut the fuck up, let's go." Namjoon snarled, snapping his hands so that golden flames licked up from his hands, illuminating the halls as he treaded forward. Jimin fell behind besides Jungkook, and the green-clothed mage frowned.
"Since when did...when did you have blue hair?" Jungkook asked, jumping back when he saw Jimin's eyes. "Wait—your eyes—!"
Jimin looked away subconsciously. "I-I'll explain it later, Kookie...ca-can we just follow them now?"
Taehyung appeared besides Jimin, floating in the air nonchalantly playing with the mage's new blue hair. "Ooh, you look like a pretty little fairy." Taehyung cooed, leaning in to bite and suck at his earlobes teasingly.
Jimin flinched away, eyes brightening in a bit of shock and Taehyung pouted. "S-sorry," Jimin mumbled and Taehyung squeezed his cheek.
"S'alright, cutie." Taehyung smiled, and he looked ahead before vanishing again in dark grey smoke.
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Jimin was riding quietly behind Jungkook on Mistee, the Defender occasionally casting Namu, who was flying silently besides her brother, a wide-eyed glance. For once, instead of bickering, Namu mumbled quietly so that Kurum and Plora, who were ahead, couldn't hear.
Since when did your owner have royal status? Namu looked shocked.
Mistee shrugged, looking bewildered himself. I dunno! But, now he had blue hair! It looks good! I love my owner! So anything he does looks good! But now he's like, a King! So I'm confused! M'I allowed to ask for extra snacks? And am I allowed to sleep on his head...?
Namu looked frightened. He's looking at me!
Jimin looked confusedly at Namu, looking back up at Jungkook. "Kook...is it weird that I can...I can hear Namu and Mistee talking?"
Jungkook stared back. "What? You can understand their language?"
"They have a language?" Jimin asked.
Jungkook nodded briskly. "They're always talking with each other. Namjoon 'n Seokie—I mean, Seokjin, can understand them. Seokjin's teaching me a little bit of their language so I can hear snippets of words but I can't really understand them completely..."
Jimin looked miserable. "I just understood their entire conversation..."
Namu and Mistee gulped.
"Really?" Jungkook looked excited. "What were they talking about?"
Jimin buried his face into Mistee's neck. "About me."
"Oh."
Namjoon looked back at Jimin for a brief moment ahead, turning back to Seokjin who was sitting sideways on Kurum's back. "What?" Seokjin hissed. "You're telling me Jimin's the son of Jaeun Kwon and Saeng Park?! Bullshit!"
Namjoon smacked Seokjin's face with a ball of water and Seokjin spluttered. "It's true! I saw the entire Awakening, everything! Jimin is the son of two royal descendants!"
Seokjin wiped his face and scoffed. "Now I know you're lying. You can't Awaken humans! Or wizards or—anyone of magical essence! Awakenings are only for animals or objects!"
Namjoon slapped Seokjin's face again. The warlock chucked a huge magic ball and Namjoon dodged it swiftly. "Stop that, fucker!" Seokjin hissed.
Namjoon crossed his arms and looked away.
He needed to contact the Council immediately. But before that...he needed to make a quick stop at Jimin's house.
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