The 7

Shattered glass

You both just stood there on the balcony, letting the wind ripple through your clothes, ruffling your hair. 

~I'm not sure about this. How can I trust him? Why can't I remember him?~ 

You were still not 100% sold on the fact that Seokjin was your brother but you thought best to try and believe him- after all, he knew about the scar on your eyebrow and he couldn't have seen it as the scar was so faint and well hidden by the hair of your eyebrow he must of known beforehand- ~But I've never to anyone. How did he know about that? ~ 

"Your cold" Braking to silence, Seokjin pulled away from you and lead you towards the door. Twig greeting you as you step back inside. You noticed Seokjin locke the door behind you. ~That is odd. Why is he locking it? It wasn't locked before?~ 

You held onto his hand and he held onto yours. Despite not being so certain of him- once he told you that he was your brother something seemed to fall into place- it sat well with you. 

"Are you hungry?" He asked.

"Oh. My. I am starving!" 

"Oh- Me too! What do you wanna eat?" 

"Mmm, Can we get Jjajangmyeon?!" 

"One step ahead of you!" *doors opening* You both stepped out of the elevator- making your way down the corridor, hand in hand.

"What do you mean, One step ahead of you?" You said in a playful tone. 

"I know Jjajangmyeon is your favourite so I have already had our chef prepare it."

"1) YoU haVe a CHEF?! 2)If you have a chef why are we going somewhere in the car?" 

"Because he doesn't work here, but he works at our restaurant" 

"Of course you have a restaurant," You said rolling your eyes. 

"But first you gotta go get changed. You can't go to our restaurant wearing that" 

"And why not?" 

"Because its fancy" 

"Ha! Of course, it is" You laughed.

"Don't laugh!" He said chuckling himself- ~his laugh sounds like windscreen wipers lmao~  "Go get changed already!" He said laughing more. 

"Okay. okay!" You said, now laughing hysterically. 

As you passed your bedroom door you let go of Seokjins hand. In a way, you didn't want too. His hand felt comfortable- familiar.  

Closing the door behind you, you made your way into your shared walk-in wardrobe. And there, hanging on the rail was a beautiful black dress. It had a fitted bodice and a slightly looser skirt, that would still show your curves. As you put it on the delicate chiffon dropped itself perfectly over you. The dress outlining your shape flawlessly. Taking a moment to look at yourself in the mirror- your eyes not believing what they were seeing, you had never looked this good. Turning slowly to get a better look. 

~Y/n there waiting for you~ 

Rushing towards the door- the temperature suddenly sprung to mind. You saw a black coat with a fur hood laying on the bed. Not thinking you picked it up and throw it over yourself, before rushing out the door and into the elevator. 

*doors closing* 

~Oh y/n what are you doing! What ARe yOu WeaRInG?! You look like an idiot, you look like a slut!~  The voice of your father echoing in your mind.

*doors opening* 

Your thoughts were cut short as the doors opened.

"Hurry up!" It was Seokjin sitting in the driver's seat of his sports car. 

"WOOOW! You look a.m.a.z.i.n.g" Seokjin praised you.

You giggled- getting into the car, Twig hopping in with you, "Thank you. I don't think I've ever looked so good in my life- but then again I've never really had an opportunity to" 

He didn't say anything but judging by his facial expressions you knew he understood. 

The car journey was quiet. You starred out the window instead- watching the world go past. You felt Twig's breath against the back of your arm as you reached back- wanting to know he was still there. 

You entered the centre of the city- the lights creating familiar reflections on the car windows. You loved being in the city- the buzz always comforted you to know that you weren't alone, other people were around you all the time. You had spent far to much time being alone- not by choice. 

You arrived at the restaurant. You both stepped out of the car and walked into the restaurant. Seokjin didn't need to say anything, all the staff just bowed politely and got out of your way as quickly as you could say hello. 

You walked up a small flight of stairs. Upon reaching the top you were greeted by the delightful view of the city. You paused for a moment and took in the view.

"It's beautiful I know but the Jjajangmyeon is going to be even more beautiful I promise you" Seokjin grabbed your hand and pulled you towards a set of double doors that were encrusted with gold.

"I have high hopes" You said back, both of you exchanging giggles. Seokjin opened the doors, only to reveal a beautiful dining room. 

Stepping inside some of them were already waiting for you. 3 empty seats down one side of the elegantly long table, you assumed were reserved for Jimin, Yoongi and Jungook seeming as Hoseok and Taehyung, were sitting on the other side- 2 seats left for you and your brother- and of course- Joon sitting at the head of the table. 

Joon glanced up at you his devilish smile emerging on his face. 

"Come sit me baby girl" Joon pushed the chair, adjacent to him, with his foot. You nervously looked up at Seokjin, only returning a face that did not look bothered at all by Joon's manner. 

As soon as you took your seat- several waiters come from a door in the opposite corner, carrying large trays with plates of food and drink- laying them in front of you and then quickly disappearing back through the door. ~well this is fancy as...Fuuuccckkk~ 

You all started eating. The food was delicious, the best you had ever tasted. It was an explosion of flavour. Wanting to break the silence;

"Wheres the others?" You asked nervously. No one answered. ~ well, ignore me~ 

Just at that moment, a woman dressed in a black suit walked in- her eyes staying fixed on the ground. 

"The others are here, Sir" The women said, still looking at the ground. 

"Do they have him?" Hoseok asked sounding completely uninterested. 

"Yes Sir they have him" He waved his hand and she left. 

You looked over at Seokjin- his legs shaking like crazy. 

"What's wrong?" You whispered to him. His deminer suddenly changing- anxiety creeping over his shoulder. He didn't reply he just grabbed your hand- squeezing it tightly. 

"Whats-" Just as you were about to ask him again the doors flew open. Jungkook, Yoongi and Jimin stepped into the room. Their shirts covered in blood- intense stares covering all of their faces. 

You were baffled for a second- ~Why are they covered in blood? And whos tha-~ 

They throw him to the floor. You felt yourself go pale. 

The shatter or your glass - perfectly framing the moment.